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The 



Dramatic and Poetical 



Worics 



of 



Stephen Walter Raleigh 



Philadelphia, Pennsylvania 
U. S. N. A. 







UBRAKY ('♦ CONijRESS 
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FEB 20 1904 

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i-it-i iC' it- ^ ."f r T 

ICLASS «• XXo. No, 

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COPY B 





COPYRIGHT BY 
STEPHEN WALTER RALEIGH 



PHILADELPHIA : 

R.J. CRAWFORD, PRINTER 

23 N. 6th ST. 



PREFACE. 



JHIS book has been prepared with the object in view 
of considering the present and future needs of the 
reader. The work is composed of a few selections 
extracted from the author's manuscript. 

In the first edition there will appear a drama, poems, 
acrostics, also several parts extracted from " Humanity 
Lost," and a complete glossary for names contained in 
this volume. The information here presented will increase 
the fund of knowledge of the reader. The mastery of its 
contents will leave the reader with a consciousness that he 
has acquired knowledge that will make him self-helpful. 

It is a safe and correct guide to good morals and 
noble aspirations, two things which all humanity should 
desire to attain. 



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CONTENTS. 

HUMANITY I,OST. 

PAGE 
Book V 30 37 

Book VI 38—49 

Book VII,, Drama I., 50—103 

POEMS. 

President McKinley's Memorial Service, Sept. 19, 1901 104 

On the Death of President McKinley 105 

On the Death of an American Dame 106 

The Hurricane 107-108 



On Time 



139 



On the Senatorial and Congressional Members and 

Orators of the United States N. A 110-114 

On the Presidents of the U. S. of N. A 115 

ACROSTICS. 

X. On Fairmount Park, Philadelphia 116 

XXYII. On William Shakespeare 116 -117 

XXVIII. On John Milton 117-118 

XXIX. On Henry W. Longfellow 118-119 

XXVI. On the United States 1 19-120 

XXXV. On the Life of the Hon. Jay Gould 121 

XXXVI. On the Death of the Hon. Jay Gould. . . . 121-122 

XXXVII. On the Family of Vanderbilts 122-123 

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CONTENTS. 

ACKOSTlCS—couimHed. 

PAGE 

XXXVIII. On the Central Park of New York City. . . ia3-i24 

XLIV. On the Yacht Reliance 125-126 

XXXIII. On the City of Camden 126-127 

XXI. On the State of New Jersey 127-128 

XXX. On the State of Maine, No. i 128 

XLI. On the Liberty Bell ^39 

XL,II. On the Capital of the United States . . . . 129-130 

XVII. On Cambridge City, Md ijo 

XI. On the City of Philadelphia, Pa 131 

XII. On the State of Pennsylvania 131-IJ2 

On the Town of Denton. Md ^32 

On the State of Maine, No. Ill 132 



NOTES, 

Notes of Drama and Poems. In this edition will 
appear only the V and VI Book of Humanity Lost. 
Drama I contains the entire Seventh Book. The I and 
VI Scene is written on The Beginning of Things and 
Time ; II, III, IV and V on The Rebellion in Heaven. 
Scene VI is continued from Scene I, VII, on the Golden 
Age. VIII, on Paradise. 

Those eight Scenes are all of the first Act only. 

Scenes I and II of Act II, are the starting Scenes of 
Humanity Lost. Those two Scenes of Act named above 
also start The Beginning and End of All Flesh, thus con- 
tinued in Drama II. 

There is in this edition a few collections on some 
of the greatest writers the world has ever produced, and 
a few collections on many of our most noted talented and 
accomplished Americans of great fame, who thus bring 
into our American and European homes, much satietj', 
though silent and pensive we survive, when we come to 
realize that many of them have passed away. 

Please notice that there are four parts extracted from 
Book V, Humanity Lost, which are furnished with careful 
explication, each Number I, II, III, IV, and Part A of 
Scene VII., Act I. 



XI 



NOTES. 



Extracted from Book V, Humanity Lost. 



I. 

" The king of rapid crime, on his 
Carriage ride, that to thrones 
Tormented the seat of nations." 

" The king of rapid crime " is Satan on the carriage 
of sin thus tormenting thrones of kingdoms. ' ' The seat 
of nations ' ' means the seat of both kingdoms and repub- 
lics. What is meant by tormenting the throne of kingdoms 
and seat of nations is wars, rumors of wars, riots, destruction 
of life and property, blockading traffic and mail circula- 
tion which thus result from unlawful people. 



II. 



" The maker, the suit, the frame, 
The mantel of mortal days, visible to 
Us, attractive, enticeing, allurement. 
Thus feeding skillfully on the 
Tender meadows of youth." 

The maker is Satan, he is the maker of the suit of sin 
we wear. The frame is the mortal body. The mantel is the 
ornament of this life, the grandeur of this world. " Visi- 
ble to us " means sin is before our eyes every day visible. 
" Attractive, enticeing, allurement " means that Satan 
is constantly before us, tempting us, offering us all the 
grandeur and riches if we will obey him. " Thus feeding 
skillfully on the tender meadows of youth ' ' means that 
Satan is very sly and skillful at his work in tempting people 
who are not inclined to sin, who labor hard to crush evil 
thus very slow to yield to the tempter. Satan is required 
to be very sly and skillful in order to make them obey him . 

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NOTES. 

' ' The tender meadows of youth ' ' means the child so ten- 
der in life, so easy to be tempted and led to evil. " Mead- 
ows ' ' means comparing thus to the low degraded world of 
sin, thus leading the tender child to its grave of woe and 
sorrow. To eternit}'^ it moves most rapid and pensive 



III. 



" The seed of Adam, the silky prime of three 
Hundred and fifty bells, enticeing, productive, 
The stalk of ten hundred and fifty 
Bells." 

The seed of Adam is like unto one grain of corn plant- 
ed in rich soil which produced a stalk that will produce 
tbree ears of corn of a medium size; one ear of corn of a 
medium size will produce on an average three hundred and 
fifty grains. "The silky prime," the silk of an ear of corn 
appears before the ear does and remains with the ear of 
corn until harvest when the corn is gathered and stored 
away in the barn. ''Prime" means the chief original pro- 
duct of the stalk which is produced from the one grain of 
corn planted in the soil- "Three hundred and fifty bells" 
means the three hundred and fifty grains of corn on one 
ear of corn. What is meant by " bells " is the grains of 
corn first before the ear matures, are round and attractive, 
like the body of little bells. " Enticing " means corn of 
any age is a valuable produce, greatly admired by every- 
body, the thousands of people who love corn as food. 
When marketing, corn is so enticing that they are more 
likely to purchase more corn than any other produce. 
" Productive," means the stalk is the product of the one 
grain of corn planted in the soil, which bears three ears of 
corn of a medium size, each ear will produce three hundred 
and fifty grains. "The stalk often hundred and fifty 
bells," means the stock of the entire product of the one 
grain of corn, planted in rieh soil, which would be ten 
hundred and fifty grains. Take ten hundred and fifty 



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NOTES. 

grains and plant them in rich soil, each grain will produce 
a stalk of three ears of corn, ten hundred and fiftj' grains. 
Calculate what the product will be often hundred and fifty 
grains planted in rich soil. Each grain will produce a 
stalk of three ears, each ear will produce three hundred 
and fifty grains. Ten hundred and fifty stalks will produce 
three thousand one hundred and fifty ears of corn , each 
ear will produce three hundred and fifty grains. 



JErrata, 

On page 23, the second line of Sonnet should read, 
*' It is hard " 

On page 125, the word " chandles " should be 
" challenge." 

On page 130, the word "supress" should be "suppress." 

xiv 



NOTES. 

Explication of Part A, extracted from Scene VII, 
Act I, Drama I, Book VII 

Cad. One moment, Athamas ; I hear the wretched 
Songs of Satan ; O how they do remorse 
The temples bereaved, I must relent, 
Or I'll thus quoth he on his satiety. 

' ' The wretched songs of Satan ' ' denotes his fullness 
of joy and great satisfaction to realize that he was so 
successful in leading thousands of spirits in heaven to 
follow him in a rebellion. "The temples bereaved" 
were once the royal temples of the rebelled spirits ; when 
the spirits fell, the temples fell with them. They are be- 
reaved, because they are lost; they can never be regained. 
The spirits of those temples are sorry that they ever 
allowed themselves to be misled by Satan. Therefore, 
tlie songs of Satan doth greatly remorse those temples. 



XV 



NOTES 



IV. 



" The power of omuipoteuce, descended, 
Confused all mankind, confounded 
Their tongues, thee seed of Shinar, 
Their products broadcasted, 
That, over the world Babylonians 
Fled." 

The power of omnipotence, God was displeased with 
the descendants of Noah who settled in the land of Shinar, 
when they began to build the tower of Babel to reach unto 
Heaven, he descended with great power and confounded 
their language. "Confused all mankind," they were 
greatly confused because they could not understand each 
other. At that time the world was of one language, so 
they were compelled to leave off building the tower. 
" Confounded their tongues, "God confounded their lang- 
uage. ' ' The seed of Shinar, their products broadcasted. ' 
The seed of Shinar was scattered all over the world. 
"Over the world Babylonians fled " The descendants of 
Noah in the land of Shinar are the first Babylonians be- 
cause they were the first and only people who settled in the 
laud of Shinar and built the tower to reach unto Heaven, 
and gave it the name Bable or Babylon, and where the 
tower stood the city of Babylon was built, which was the 
capital ofthe Babylon kingdom. The Babylonian kingdom 
wasfounded in the land of Shinar, therefore the first settlers 
in the land of Shinar after the flood are the first and orgi- 
inal Babylonian people. 

Most sincerely, I remain, 

STEPHEN WALTER RALEIGH. 



XVI 



GLOSSARY 

for the Dramatic Names of this Play. 

Drama I., Book VII. 

^^thra. A goddess of the dawn, and daughter of the 
king of Troezene. 

Aigeus. One of the gods of the sea. 

Argus. Belongs to group of myths of the heavens. 

Artemis. A goddess of the woods. She was recognized 
above all her nymphs who attended her, to be very 
tall and most beautiful and much accomplished. 

Aihamas. Belongs to the group of myths of the sun. 

Apollo. One of the gods of the sun. 

Adam. The first man created. 

Able. The son ot Adam. 

^ellerophon. Belongs to group of sun myths. 

Cronus. The god of time. He belonged to the group of 
the beautiful Titans. There where six of them, they 
were all brothers ; also there were six sisters, god- 
desses, who were called Titanides. Cronus de- 
throned his father Uranus, slew him. He himself 
became the ruler over the world. 

Chimera. Belongs to group of myths of demons of dark- 
ness. 

Cadmus. One of the sun gods. 

xvii 



GLOSSARY. 

Cain. A sou of Adam. 

Danar. Belongs to group of earth myths. 

Eve. The first woman, the wife of Adam. 

Eros. The god of love, belongs to the group of sun myths. 

Gaea. A goddess of the earth. 

Gabriel. One of the archangles of heaven. 

Hera. Belongs to group of myths of the heavens. 

Helios. One of the gods of the sun . 

Idas. The brave and noble hero, the husband of Marpessa 

Lucifer. Satan, who was the commander-in-chief of the 
rebellion in heaven Now the king of hell, the found-. 
er of all crime. 

Michael. One of the archangels of heaven . 

Medusa . Belongs to the myths of the demons of darkness . 

Mindaur. Belongs the group of myths, of demons of 
darkness. 

Marpessa. The most beautiful daughter of Evenus, one 
of the Grecian Kings 

Minos. One of the Judges of the Supreme Court of Hell . 

Nereus. Belongs to myths of the waters, one of the sea 
gods. 

Poseidon. Belongs to group of myths of the waters, the 
sea god. 

Persepho7ie. Was carried off by Pluto She was the 
beautiful daughter of Demeter, the goddess of the 
earth. 

xviii 



GtOSSARY. 

Pluto, Belongs to the myths of the lower world he is the 
god of the kingdom of darkness 

Promethens. Belongs to group of fire myths. 

Phocns. One of the Judges of the Supreme Court of Hell . 

Khea. Belongs to group of myths of the earth. 

"RhadamantJms. The President Judge, of the Supreme- 
Court of hell. 

Semele. Belongs to group of myths of the earth 

Sirens. Belongs to myths of the waters. 

Uranus. Belongs to myths of the heavens. He was the 
first king, over the other gods, of Mount Olympus. 

Zeus. Made war with his father Cronus. After ten 
years' hard fighting he succeeded to dethrone Cronus 
his father, and became king himself over all the other 
gods of the heavens, the myths of Mount Olympus. 

Ten of the Heavenly ranks of War. Is ten archangels, 
of the rebellion in heaven. 

The Ten Titans. Five of them are gods and five of them 
are goddesses, which are called Titanides. 

Ten Demons of Hell are Satan's ten invisible agents. 

Ten Terrestrial Spirits are the ten visible spirits of 
earth. 

The Hundred- Armed and One-Eyed Brothers, are the 
ugly children of king Uranus and Gaea They had 
each of them either a hundred arms or only one eye, 
they were as big as mountains and very frightful, 
which made them so hideous. 

By STEPHEN WALTER RALEIGH. 

xix 



S0NNET5. 

I. 

Written in i8g8. 

PAY 

THY WAY, 

THEN OBEY 

THE SABBATH DAY, 

AND NEVER BETRAY 

SWEET VIRTUE'S TRUE RAY. 

EVER FORELAY, 

I WILL SAY, 

THY WAY 

PAY. 



20 



SONNETS. 



II. 

Written at the age of 1 3. 

Winter is the cold breath, 
Spring is the life, 
Summer the strife, 
And the autumn is death. 



III. 

Written at the age of 12. 

May the grace of our Lord be with us, 
And all thanks in honor to God. 
And the love of the blessed Jesus, 
Saviour, the Holy Ghost we nod. 
Lead us nearer thy door, 
Now and forever more. Amen. 



21 



SONNETS. 



IV. 

Written at the age of 1 1 . 

Now unto thee I cry, 
Jesus who came to die, 
For poor sinners like me, 
Lost on life's frantic sea 



V. 

Written at the age of lo. 

Night last, my dreams contented roll. 
My drifting thoughts thus bore away ; 
They did soar beyond my control, 
On angel wings till break of day. 



22 



SONNETS. 



VI. 

Written at the age of 12. 

O my lord, 

It is is hard, 

Thy ways to forget. 

Remember us, 

Our free faith will let, 

O, thou Jesus. 

Now let us pay, 

Our debts to day. 

And feast on love 

Through Christ above. 



VII. 

Written at the age of 12. 

O ! just beign, 
Through faith seen, 
Now save us, 
Dear Jesus. 



as 



SONNETS. 



VIII. 

Written at the age of 13. 

There's a tireless gull of the sea, 
Beaming down his tender sigh, 
Upon the anger roar I see, 
Till life's lasting date must die. 



IX. 

Written at the age of 14. 

Our good shepherds lead, 
Our foreign flocks feed, 
Our domestic herds breed, 
Our mountain deers speed. 
Positively, that's not amiss. 
Though love is lost without a kiss. 



24 



SONNETS. 



X. 

Written at the age of i6. 

Natural mountain rocks spring not, 
Canorious birds sing not, 
The noted deaf ears ring not,' 
O say my dear, that's all amiss. 



XI. 

Written at the age of 1 6 

Our groans are deep. 

Often we weep. 

Over the heep, 

We sadly peep. 

O my dear, that's not amiss. 



SONNETS. 



XII. 

Written November 1902. 

To the slaughter herds are speeding, 

In the slaughter ewes are bleeding, 

Lovers of perjury denying. 

Truth on stand our courts are defying. 

Bold lovers of dark deeds there lying, 

In their brutal shame are dying. 

Law, be the prince, and lover of justice, 

Evidence of criminals be not trice. 

Ye the weight of shame undergo, 

Dark wretched crime your visage know. 



26 



SONNETS. 

XIII. 

Written at the age of i8. 

Our inspiring meeting poor swains, 
Shall greet thee on the merry plains. 
The pious youth from us is fled, 
All jealous lovers be not dead. 



XIV. 

Written 1903. 

There is no worth of idle test, 
The floating characters of thine eyes, 
Doth bring to knowledge no surprise, 
Scarce ye prone rehearse wanted rest. 
I trust ye bathe in liberty, 
Where noble stars lie still and free. 
Though on the compass of thine eye, 
All kind of objects breathe and die. 
Echoes yet mourn your merry horn, 
And but leaps, thus of late forlorn. 



27 



SONNETS. 



XV. 

Written at the age of 15. 

A thousand lovers cannot hold, 
My heart in soft impression mold, 
For the springs of my veins are cold, 
And I thus remain uncontrol'd. 



XVI 

Written at the age of 1 1 . 

My heart's history be not strange, 
Though many wants remote, I range. 
My chastity, my years unripe, 
Leaves but suits of a mortal type. 



28 



SONNETS. 
XVI. 

On the State of Maine 

Written 1884. 

.^ 

MAINE, 

NO STAIN, 

NOR COMPLAIN, 

WITH THEE REMAIN. 

I NOW TRUTHFULLY CAN EXPLAIN 

I BEAR NO LOVE FOR THEE IN PAIN. 

WHY THINK IN VAIN, 

THEE TO TRAIN, 

THY REIGN, 

MAINE. 



29 



HUMANITY LOST. 

BOOK V. 

First of all, the Creator's love became 
So intense for the work of his liands, he saw 
That it was good, which led to the creation 
Of Eden, thence to the creation of man. 
The first parents of all mankind, now ranks of 
Millions, bearing the honor of 
Omnipotent love, thus rapidly 
Marching to us, with a love, stronger 
Than the love of Alceste, who laid down 
Her life for Admetus. Disobedience, 
Directly leads to terrestrial revolts, 
Constantly breeding wars on us. 
Visible, and invisible. The beautiful 
Temple to Acra;a, by Melampus, on the 
Mountain visible to Argos, cannot 
Be compared to the temple, Satan 
In vain strove to win. The covetous 
Ranks, the host led by I^ucifer, 
Moved the tribes of Moloch, that 
In revolt against the Seat of Justice. 
They screen not the crime of ages, but 
Feed on lust, where unsuccessful 
Fountains lie, ranks of terrestrial veins, 
First, move in revolt against the seat of 
Omnipotence, at once, the mighty host 
Of celestial beings rose in arms to defend 
The bar of justice. All the sullen tribes of 
Hell, can create no longer ? revolts in heaven, 
The battlefield of Satan, exist in the sphere 
"We reside. Thousands of years since, the 
Unsuccessful wars in heaven, the tempter e're 
Wreaked on all mankind his loss, since 
Banished from heaven, his flight to hell, 
Then, the everlasting declaration of peace. 
Was declared in heaven, since the creation 
Of man, Satan in the .shape of a serpent, 
Tempted the woman, persuaded the man, 



30 



HUMANITY LOST. 

To declare war against the Creator, acd 
All heaven, then, ever since bloody wars 
With us prevail, visible and invisible. The 
Knvious chief of hell, his hatred towards the 
Creator, his wretched crime, breeds on us 
Terrestrial revolts. Our innocent parents, first 
Without knowledge, in the happy garden 
Of Kden, their first disobedience, brought 
Into the world, the wretched wars which once, 
Existed in heaven unsuccessful. Satan 
The sullen chief of hell, whose love for obedience 
Cannot be compared to the love of Anararete 
Of Salamis. First, lay down the stroke of 
Revenge, graze in happy ravines, feed not, 
Where inhuman fountains lie, brand the 
Light of success, then over tormented stars 
Brood, till feeble sinews of passionate knees 
Bend. They contemplate on storage of 
Lust, on us, determent, their shadows 
Break, that to set adrift, the innocent of 
Tender days, say reverse the king of 
Rapid crime, on his carriage ride, that to 
Thrones tormented, the seat of nations. 
In the sphere we reside, criminals of 
Hell, are sentenced by the court 
Of Phocus, before the bar of Minos, the seat of 
Rhadamanthus. I see multitudes 
Insurmountable, charging on the brindle 
Line of battle, that to blend, their 
Insuperable armies held at bay, demons of 
War, the wretched tribes of impurity. Thej' 
Nibble over harmonical bars of innocence. 
That to blemish, not the lack of 
Insipidity, seven times, on the cold steel 
Of night, ancient heroes, at the head of 
Celestial ranks, the bulk of war, step 
By step, voluntarily moving into numbers, 
That slowly, then through the dale, keen 
On harmonic skill, thus determined 
The notable tailor, the maker, the suit, 
The frame, the mantle of mortal days, 
Visible to us, attractive, enticing, 



31 



HUMANITY LOST. 

Allurement, thus feeding skillfully on 
The tender meadows of youth. The seed 
Of Adam, the silky prime of three 
Hundred and fifty bells, enticing, 
Productive, the stalk of ten hundred 
And fifty bells, we are summoned before 
The court of honor, the seat of justice, 
The bar of redemption. Say the veil 
Of heaven, the curtain of love, hides 
Nothing from our view. The level 
Grades of a thousand seasons, thus 
Breeding on us. I see silly forts of 
Brindled ranks, that to blemish, before 
The plains of Prometheus, the angry 
Zeus, on bearings of impatient minutes. 
Soon found himself flashing into war, 
Then the bulk of arrows, driven by the 
Bow of Heracles, delivered Prometheus 
I see a mighty host of archangels, 
Flashing into golden flames, that. 
By gorgeous fountains harmonious, for 
Under heaven there's no beauty to be 
Compared to the beauty of the 
Host I see, no, no, nor the beauty of 
Marpessa, on her royal carriage fly, 
That, to become the happy bride of Idas. 
I see discontented ranks of demons, 
Sadly trailing through the vaulted 
Doom of woe, that, like the beautiful 
Persephone, in the dark kingdom of 
Pluto. They torment our peace, the 
Sommiloquest dame, prancing on 
Discontented piers, thus stealing 
Down the narrow trail, to exacerbation, 
There pealing the angry current of woe 
The deep unknown fathoms in 
Our souls, there breeding discontented 
Worms in mortal caves, that to feed 
On our tender nerve, the bulk of 
Shame, they continue to toil in 
Rotten furrows of crime, the shallow 
Ravines of chaos, thus plowing through 



32 



HUMANITY LOST. 

Pain, who's agents we cannot esteem 

The loss of Satan we bear, his wretched 

Crime we cannot ignore, our first 

Parents, the first slaves to hell, there 

Belched up flames of disobedience 

On us. We cannot voluntarily 

Harmonize with gentle deeds, softly. 

Tenderly, feeding where pure fountains 

lyie. Their woven deeds in robes dark, 

On us determined, thus scaling the 

Mortal keel, many fathoms deep in 

Merry lakes. I see they tamper with 

Innocent veins of metallic ore, that to feed 

On plunder^ the stealth of mortal 

Crime, they exasperate the nerve of 

Tender breeding, escape tho' we may, 

Many dangers, speeding on us. We're not 

The children, first intended, yet in war 

There's some heroic deeds, branded 

On the garment of pain where 

Unsuccessful fires penetrate not. 

At the head of rebelled ranks, thus 

Scouting the happy bars of heaven, his 

Loss thus torments the carriage of mortal 

Peace, the burden, the yoke of pain we 

Bear till immortal days on us roll. 

I see the canorious sphere of love, trailing 

On harmonic wing of omnipotence. 

Within the happy sphere, desirous 

Creatures of mortal love can reside, 

It's a mortal sphere, voluntarily trailing 

Through the dark empires of earth. 

Then through the vaulted kingdom 

Of Pluto. To all mankind many profess 

Sincerely, obedience to the seat of omnipotence, 

All mankind, they deceive, but the 

King of omnipotence, they cannot 

Deceive. No temple on earth, can 

Survive everlasting, nor the famous 

Town of Greece, the beautiful Athens, 

Then between Poseidon and Athens 

Strife arose, war thus began, 

Malice was bent the bow of desperate 



33 



HUMANITY I^OST. 

Revenge, compared to revolts in heaven, 

O, say. a star on the face of night 

Visible to immortal spiers, throned 

Above, the image of power, too 

Brilliant for iower fircs. Wretched demons 

Of unsuccessful wars in heaven, must 

Retreat, from the pure empyrean. 

The orb which surveys the gulf. 

Between victory and loss, appealed to 

Omnipotent arms, then the fall of 

Satan, banished from heaven, 

Forever sentenced to hell, his flight 

To the new created world, there 

Belched upon all mankind, 

His wretched curse, thus creating 

Terrestrial wars, invisible, yet 

Visible, the victorious host lesound 

Forever blessed, where happy fountains dream 

On the bosom of woe, then rose the 

Gloom, the unpardon shadow of 

Fate, all rebelled ranks, thus 

Transported to never return. 

Destruction determined on us, lost 

Without grace, we must repent, 

Time's too short for consideration 

O, say, look in the lattice, thou tell est 

The face twisted in crime, correct 

Mistakes, the weight of vice, bearing 

On the mortal scales of hope, the 

Power of Omnipotence, descended, 

Confused all mankind, confounded 

Their tongues, the seed of Shinar, 

Their products broadcasted, that 

Over the world Babalonian's fled. 

Existing darkness invisibly roll, thus 

Feeding on the pillow of superstition. 

Not sublimity. 

They are sirs of idle thrones, and 

Sullen lords of pagan empires. O, say, 

Exterminate all confederate ranks of 

Pagan wars. Aboard the bark of woe, 

On the deck of pain, at the helm 

Of hope, we weather a thousand seas. 



34 



HUMANITY I.OST. 

The hurricane roar, 
The sooner be o'er. 
There forever more, 
Invisible shore, 
We shall see, 
In the lea. 
Liberty 
Of the free. 

They breed on us many a fate, unknown, 
Their desire mound on our facade, 
They cannot avail ? they unsuccessfully 
March to battle with the happy bride 
Of war, the beautiful bell of day. 
On wretched isles, my sorrow doth gaze, 
Leaving my heart alone, that to mourn on 
Parting grief, the crime of merry wars 
Feast on desire, the lust of ages. O thou 
Beautiful dial of the sun , measure our 
Thoughts on the wing of hope, I'm the 
Guilty child, pressing the bloody sword, 
Thus in the barrier of my teeth. The 
Royal princely Odysseus, on the trail 
Of wisdom, thus bearing not on the yoke 
Of tender minutes, the annual pest of 
Revenge, they shape the arrows of war, 
They drill on contemptible fields, 
Uncultivated, their dreams, nine 
Times, torments the bell of night, 
That, in grief, on the gallows of Cain, 
Sweeps generations to dust. They at 
The palace door, there seated on 
Polished hides, "O, feel not offense," I say, 
For things to relish thy taste, may 
Mercifully feed on thy tender thoughts. 
That around the heavens from west 
To east, on the immortal face of 
Zodiac. O, say, can they introduce 
Their thoughts, to the wise Anchialus, 
The lord of oar-loving Tahhians, 
Or the clear-eyed Athene, the bronze, 
Of the pagan age. Those numbers 



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HUMANITY LOST. 

Skilled in war, of silly days, on desire, 

Not peacefully, thus breathed on us, 

Their loss, the burden of woe, the belt 

Of pain, the garments of shame, the 

Sword of blood, the shield of dust, 

The doom of death, we must bear. 

Ah ! say, at Mycenae, the hero 

Amphitryon, there came to ask for 

The hand of Alcmene in marriage. 

Then the unintentional murderer, 

To Thebes fled, thus purged from 

The stain, he many sacrifices bore, that 

On the trail of thought, must decline on 

Grief in vain. Twist the monster, turn 

The key, then through the door of 

Heaven march, in haste salute the 

Heir of memory, thou hast not yet, laid 

Away the fighting gear, nor laid 

Down in the rear, the note of retreat, 

I say, in gentle words, beguile the suitors, 

For it's all tarnished, the foul scent 

Of war, in peace, they cannot roll the 

Merry ball, the orb of ivory hills, for 

Flames tormented, cease not. The glory of 

Blameless ranks, reverence the god, 

Which rules a people numerous 

And mighty, thus handing down 

Justice to all mankind. The 

Marriage of hell, the dame of strife. 

On meadows superstitious, that, with 

The weight of ruin. To grieve 

Incessantly only makes matters 

Worse, for thou knowest the wrong. 

Thy parents have taught thee to 

Rebel, " not the beloved seed of 

Omnipotence," O say, on my bosom 

Breathe another tear, or I'll 

Be lost. The bold shameless 

Creatures, that of wretched wars, in 

Their guilty deeds, strove to 'scape 

The notice of Omnipotence, must 

Their crime, stagnate the pure 



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HUMANITY LOST. 

Fountains of immortal ages. 
The critics of shame have many a 
Twisted face to hang, on burning 
Walls, unperpendicular, they cannot 
Ariiculate, the sentence we 
Graze, nor feed where fountains lie 
Conscientiously , They provoke many 
A peaceful song, thus ringing on 
The peal of night, much 
To lose, nothing to gain, on the base, not 
Redeemed, their roasted ideas on paseionate 
Fires burn, then rose in revolt, against 
The mighty host of archangels, and all 
Celestial arms of heaven. Disobedience 
Without knowledge, brought into the 
World, the early shame we must bear 
Sooner redeemed, sooner the wreched 
Crime of Satan, shall cease to 
Wreck on all mankind his loss 
Not against Mickel only, did they march 
The chosen seed of Satan, their invention 
Subtle, prove much revenge, thus against 
All heaven. Invisiable demons, 
Mounted on dishonorable steeds of 
War, stir up revolts, for combustible 
Fires in them must burn. 



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HUMANITY LOST. 

BOOK VI. 

The richly palms in vanity, coats 
The impious curtains of lust, then 
Revolving pearls on us beam, 
Thus voluntarily moving in a beautiful 
Type, there decorating the walls of 
Conceit, then the orchestra moves 
The graceful line of march, of 
Richly costumes, their silks and 
Satins gorgeous, the unbalanced 
Lever of thought, the injustice 
Of all mankind, have lost in youih, 
Down to eternity they go, brooding 
Over the vast abyss, to them the 
Devil has declared, Omnipotence 
Powerless, this swaying the rod of 
Command, overall mankind. 
From false representation, their 
Unnumbered gain rose to a 
Monarchy of strife, their lascivious 
Eyes, then rolled in vain, 
To see their wretched course of shame. 
Through disgraceful atmosphere. 
On disgusted wings they drift, 
Astray they go, their courage lost. 
On the carriage of vanity. Against the 
Tide and wind they row, their 
Pleasures all in vain, the wretched 
Shame of innocent mankind, they reap 
In pain, thus bearing the honors of 
A nation they cannot love. The 
Heroes of a million spheres, riding on 
Clouds of courage, then on chariots 
Of thunder, thus speeding in costly 
Robes, to victory they fly. I see the 
Shadow of Omnipotence, bending 
Over the victorious host of celestial 



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HUMANITY LOST. 

Arms, which sweep all rebellious 
Ranks, into the lower pit of hell. 
Thou star of the heroic wing, the 
Flash of night, on the billow of repose, 
Thus bearing our mortal desire, on the 
Trail of hope and charity. Experienced 
Faith at large, teach us of 
Things remote, invisible, in daily 
Life, the stare of heavenly historians, 
Lies before us, renders to us things 
Unpractised, prepared not, to seek 
The high pitch of sympathy, but 
Descend a lower flight of undesired 
Creatures, to cloud our unfortunate 
Hopes, unexpecting. Are we most 
Unreasonable critics, I tenderly advise 
Thee, pursue on, we are remorse, we 
Are ungraceful uneloquent creatures, 
To us, terrestrial things caressing, 
Brings to our dark repose, no satiety. 
O the dance and song of prayer, 
While I'm with thee, in heaven I seem, 
The sweeter thy discourse is to me, 
The more I thirst for righteousness. 
To the seat of Omnipotence, the price of 
Unworthy labor I bring, the solitary 
Hour of repast, we brood much over 
Things unjust, matters incompetent, 
They breed dishonorable worms, thus 
Feeding on innocent flesh. Those 
Wretched guards at the gates of hell. 
Belch up revenge on us, they outsend 
Spies too contemptible for eternal hell. 
Continuously the flames of bitter wrath, 
Burn on the base of our thoughts. 
Thus flashing o'er disagreeable 
Latitudes, undisarm'd ranks from 
Lower kingdoms, falling in line 
Of battle, their unsuccessful charge, 
Soon belched up retreat, there was 
Silence in heaven, fifty times the 
Space of minutes then all the holy 



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HUMANITY LOST. 

Ranks of celestial arms, soon rose 

With great power, showered down 

Combustion , on all rebellious ranks 

Of hell. Predjudice and jealousy lie deep, concealed 

In narrow caves of ignorance. 'Twas 

Horrible deeds unsuccessful, which 

Heeped up disaster on all mankind. 

O say, " the creator of all things. 

To us, seem full of compassion. 

The lascivious crime of mankind, the 

Low current, through dark channels 

Flow. Not inconsistence," surveys the 

Valuable age, of honorable spirits. On 

The universal stage of action, we 

Plow into dust, the immortal 

Doom. I see their wretched deeds, i 

Thus grounded on bold contempt. 

Say, " What course shall our tears 

Pursue, on the innocent trail of 

Grief ?" Ah ! how sweet where the lives 

Of emperors, which Spartianas wrote. 

Was Paulus austere in his morals, 

Or an enemy to Gracchi, the grandfather 

Of noble blood, whose seed was accursed 

Before Caesar, and defended by Cicero ? 

Then the incapacity of Verus, which 

Was slowly breeding into shame. 

Forced his way to the rapid swinging 

Gates of death. The seed of chosen 

Shepherds, in the happy garden 

Of grief, on their bosom tender 

Moments feed, they softly 

Graze on the lives of gentle words. 

Those honorable hills of noble deeds, 

For on our innocent lips, they no doubt 

Forlorn the kiss, they cannot repay. 

The dawn of life, must bruise our 

Character, which to us seem wise. 

Satan, since banished from heaven, 

His flight to hell, there chained four, 

Thousand years, when loosed a short 

Season, then wrecked on all mankind 



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HUMANITY LOST. 

His loss. In the new-created world, 
He established his wretched kingdom. 
Then since, became the contemptible 
King of all crime, thus heaping upon 
Us the burden of dtath and woe, 
Then on his savage trail of a 
Thunder roar, seeking whom he 
May devour. 

Wretched serpents abide, 
On the dark ocean tide, 
Of the unfortunate side. 
Of our bold mortal guide^ 

In us the arrows of light. 
Penetrates the doom of thought. 
Wars thus begun, angels and 
Archangels descended, with 
Unconquerable ranks of arms, ninty 
Nine times, more powerful than Mamercus, 
Who conquered the Jidenates, or 
Regillus, who conquered the commander 
Of Antiochus at sea, thus obtaiced a naval 
Triumph. Their successful march, not 
A flight intended to soar, but arms 
Array 'd with power, the noble ranks 
Of gorgeous steps, not the Trojan 
Prince, the noble blood of Anchises, 
For his royalty nine times, measures 
The unequalled day and night. 
Our parents, their first existence, the 
Bod contempt of disobedience, 
Pleasure stems too rapid, to govern or 
Control the innocent mind, 
Intended not to yield, obedience 
Thus intended a noble life, could 
It be such, as the decendents of 
Mamercus, not as Lepida, or 
^mylius, mounted on his brazen 
Steed, determined to press the honor of 
Macer of Verona, in the age of 
Augustan tells us of wretched 



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HUMANITY LOST. 

Serpents, whose heads the seed of 
Adam shall bruise. O, say, shall 
We 'scape the punishment thus 
Ordained, yet we mention not 
Violence against ourselves, but 
Wilful ignorance darkens our 
Hope , acts of contumacy provokes 
The Supreme, makes death in us 
Live. Germs on silver lakes. 
Poison not mistakes of Battus, the 
Shepherd of Pylos . Fowls on a 
Conspicuous soar, train our 
Hearts, to breathe on them. 
Another tone that from 
The fowler's cage, the innocent 
Bird on rapid wings, doth to 
Isles of liberty fly, Macer sang 
Of the heavenly fowls, and Marcus 
Scaurus, in the age of Tiberias, 
Sang of Athens. 

On mortal pail, the shell of dreams, 
Those idle moments flash into 
Thought, for six thousand winters, 
Beseiged the innocent frame of mortal 
Mankind. 

They from us stole away, 
We gave noble chase. 
That till the break of day, 
This unfortunate race. 

Oh say, on that lovely trail, let the rule 
Of redemption measure my thoughts, 
And I shall be free, germs on 
Silver lakes, poison not mistakes of 
Battus, the Shepherd of Pylos. 
O, weigh the loss our honor may sustain, 
For nature crescent feeds not alone, 
Virtue in our will must fear, that the 
Inward seed of the soul, may grow 
Into active service, thus to govern the 
Mind, our wisdom must believe, acts 



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HUMANITY LOST. 

Particular obstructing our view. Virtue 
'Scapes not caluminous strokes the 
Sa3dng deed, the voice of many a 
Wretched man, wrecks not the flow 
Of death and woe. Many a song in 
Grief, on the lascivious dye, sits 
Brooding in tears. Their haunted 
Spears penetrate the dark 
Mournful sheet, of oar- weeping 
Nations, then through the steel 
Of hope, 'scape the punishment 
Thus ordained. Must our posterity, 
In the morn and liquid dew, 
Point out to others, the keen 
Appetite of revenge, our safety lies 
In fear, for the arrows by day, 
Measure by night, rods of truth, 
Shall happiness breed on us, 
Like that of ^neas and his posterity, 
Which was destined to reign over the 
Trojans ? Did he with his fleet, go 
To the Thraciau Chersonesus, where 
Polymnestor reigned ? Was he kindly 
Received by Dido, Queen of Carthage? 
Did she in marriage give her 
Heart to him ? Was he driven to a 
Farewell voyage, then anchored in 
The lea of Cuanse, from there 
Conducted to hell ? No doubt the 
Prodigal soul, sincerely desires to 
Prolong his stay, for temporal 
Pleasures, as he can see, cost him 
Nothing, but down deep, in the 
Gulf of many a tale, there's no light 
Of hope, for disastrous tongues, on 
Gnashing of tt-eth, feed on silly 
Fires of worthless fuel, the tormented 
Flames of many a broken vow 
The unwelcome promise, the shot 
Of danger, unmask not to 
Omnipotence , a pleasant morn of 
Review, nor the tears, the happy 



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HUMANITY LOST. 

Dew of youth. The heroic host, the 
Batallion ranks of heaven, their 
Patriotic march to defend the 
Seat of justice, the nobility of 
Arietides was never so just, who was 
Banished by the influence of 
Themistocles, within six years recalled 
By the Athenians, at the battle of 
Salamis, there appointed commander- 
in-Chief, then defeated Mardonius. 
The ranks of night, lit the candle 
Of war, the shot of danger, 
Then stars of pain in them 
Burn, for wretchedness on dreams of 
Vain thoughts availeth nothing. 
The burden of shame, on the 
Carriage of mortal woe, speeding thus. 
On flames unconsumed of lasting fires. 
Discontented souls beam not, on the 
Rage of retreat. They have sealed the 
Cost of courage, on the barren walls, 
The thinking frame of all mankind. 
Did Aristcmencs on the Hellespont, 
Encourage his countrymen , to shake 
Off" the Lacedaemonian yoke, whose 
Burden too great to be borne, did 
He defend the virtuous dame of 
Sparta, or refuse the title of 
King ? Was he contented to bare 
The yoke of war ? No doubt was 
Dexterous in eluding the vigilence 
Of the Lacedsemouians, then taken 
Captive, thence unfortunately 
Killed. O, say, flank the sullen 
Troops, the wretched line of battle. 
Give space, that the star of courage, 
May forever on us beam, was it 
From celestial realms, the dark veil 
Of death descended to hide from 
Us the view of heaven, thus 
Intended not, to breed on the 
Invisible orb of happiness, not 



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HUMANITY IvOST. 

Heaven, but disobedience downtrodden, 
By the radiant host of angels link'd, 
That to combustion, celestial fires 
Determined, thus to silence, their 
Revenge on us, back to the mansion, 
His happiness they cannot recall, 
Nor the blissful seat regain. 
Can I unfold the tale, whose 
Lightest word, would harrow my 
Soul ; thus freeze the venturous 
Blood of youth, that lust may 
Seat itself in a bed ot celestial 
Stars, yet they prey on garbage. 
But soft they scent the dew of 
Morning air, there weeping 
Within the orchard, thus brooding 
Over the record of disobedience. 
Their poor souls, have within, the 
Merit, the scent of foul retreat, 
The fool'd rebel powers, then all 
Array, thus pine within, and 
Suffer death, then their outward 
Walls so costly gay ? with brazen 
Deceit they paint, and revenge on 
Us present conceit, for they merit 
Within themselves much grace. 
Say, conscience is neither too young 
Nor old, to know the power of love. 
Gentle gestures, urge not our mistakes, 
Lest we be guilty of faults, our sweet 
Self prove, for they betray supreme 
Trust, the nobler seat triumph in 
Love. 

They urg'd things, our conscience 
Cannot reprove ; the path of danger 
Yet lies smooth before us, they recall 
Not love, for love to heaven is fled, 
Since disobedience, absorbed the 
Sweetness once in us, now is dead. 
The simple semblance blot on us, 
Much blame, for nefarious things 
In us breed, soon they will all be 



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HUMANITY LOST. 

Bereaved, thus making the 

Tyrant stains in us, an 

Uncomfortable sunshine in our 

Souls. Gentle springs may in us 

Always fresh remain, then winter 

Forged on earth, his frozen vapor, 

That round and over us lie, I could 

Tell his chilly tales, but, I dare not say, 

For the text is gray and old, and 

Uncontrolled. In sadness away we 

Fly, many a soul of nineteen has 

Embark'd, leaving upon earth much love, 

Greatly distress'd, homeward through 

The dark lawn, they glide, thus 

Folding the object, which feeds their sight, 

They forlorn not, the peaceful shade 

Of night, the tuneful peal on his 

Carriage ride. The stain, the type 

Of crime on us print, the scent of 

Danger, the wretched trail of foul 

Retreat, their faint recollection. 

Inspires not the web, over the dial 

Of memory. The peace work of 

Crime, on the simple stage of old, 

They esteem incapable creatures. 

Which rapidly breed on hills 

Cultivated not, they 'scape the 

Battle charge, of the radiant host 

Of angels link 'd which round us 

Bend. On the dial of our hearts, 

The map and youth of observation 

Copied there, the book and 

Volume of base matters mix'd, thus 

Bray out the triumph of our 

Pledge, that may an opportunity be, 

At the marriage feast, for our 

Custom is, a happy life 

Congratulate. Since nature his 

Origin cannot choose, makes us 

Traduc'd, and tax'k of lower 

Kingdoms, the vicious mole. 

The innocent birth, of a guilty vein, 



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HUMANITY LOST. 

Must undergo the foul dreadful 

Cliff, of that summit mourn. 

Ministers of faith, the noble substance 

Of grace, defend us, we appeal to 

The radiant spirits of health, link'd, 

That to us, bring the air of heaven. 

That feeds the bellows of our body, 

That creatures in us may thrive. 

O, peace; may I grace the merit in thee, 

Or silence the peace-loving Trygaeus, 

Riding on the wing of his dung-beetle. 

That in the style of Bellerophon 

Clouds of war into riots burst, thus 

To ridicule the metaphysics 

Of Sophists, spiritual beings to us, 

Are seemingly purposeless not, peace 

Thus begins, the bray of war, wide 

And wild, the giant of Olympus, 

That with his comrade riot, for the 

Porches of his feet grows not, but 

lyongs for rest, yet sleeping, the 

Peace of night ; lays quiet and still, 

While he is purling, did he grow 

Faint ; to see the shroud of his 

Bosom turn to dust. Nefarious 

Creatures, curb not the trail of justice. 

But leaves the world to the mercy of hell, 

O, vile mankind, let thy life contribute 

To justice, that thou mayst, in thee, 

Grace some merit of respect, if thou 

Will, then thou shall, the merit 

In others courteous. Their wretched pipes, 

Yet sounds the note of crime, the 

Coming reverse, they within 

Their sporting hives, dwell contented 

In the suburbs of temporal 

Pleasure, if this be not true, I am 

Deceived, for then ; in vain, I 

Did rail at opportunity, and 

Spurn not, at my confirm 'd 

Attitude. In them abides the 

Dust of worlds, the helpless smoke of 



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Strife, for we in shame taste 
Tbe foul scent of war, their 
Impious act, the foul dishonor of 
A shallow grave, yet their shame 
Will survive, the trial of accidental 
Things, delay not the bars, which 
Doth intentionally stop the hourly 
Dial, which hammers to death, minutes 
Of life in us thrive. In our hearts, 
Sweet contented roses, on the nodding 
Stem, blooms our stay, yet thy 
Lingering stay, pays the minutes, 
Its course doth let, and ever pains 
No modest charge, which cannot 
Perish, their courage not regained. 
Sought revenge, for they cherish not, 
The merry bud, inclined to bloom on 
The stem of youth, merciful God, 
How terrible art thou, thy power and 
Greatness, to thee, enemies of all 
Mankind, submit themselves, O 
Shall the earth and dust declare 
Thy truth in us ; the sea be dry, 
Happy floods rejoice in thee, God 
Shall arise, the tempter's agents 
Then be scatter 'd, 

Before blazing fires, war melteth, that 
To drive away the smoke of demons, 
Thou God of all mankind, let 
Nations praise Thee, Thine 
Inheritance, Thou didst confirm, 
Apace ; kings and armies flee, the bride 
At home divided the spoil, among 
The pots, though ye lay. chariots, and 
Thousands of angels, link'd, Sinai; 
Thou makest thyself, the mount 
Of holy things, O, nations sing of 
God, that in the congregation of 
Saints, and fountains of Israel, 
Their strength lay firm on bars 
Of death, shall the flesh of hearts 
Which faileth, cease to praise God, 



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The only strength of nations. 
O, convicted ranks of wretched wars, 
Where's the power which degrades our 
Life, and burdens the carriage of peace. 



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DRAMA I. 
BOOK VII. 

The Beginning of Time and Things. 

Dramatic Names for the Drama of this Book. 

Book VII., Act I., Scene I. 

Uranus, Venus, -^thra, Gaea Lucifer, ^geus, Cronus, 
Rhea, Zeus, Argus, Hera, Gabriel, Michael, ten of the 
heavenly ranks of war, the ten Titans, Demeter, Semele, 
Danac, Poseidon, Helios, Sireus, Nereus, Marpessa, 
Persephone, Idas, Apollo, Chimera, Medusa, Minotaur, 
Pluto, the hundred-arm and one-eyed Brothers, Artemus, 
Eros, Athamas, Bellerophon.Endymion, Cadmus, Adam, 
Eve, Cain, Abel, Epimethus. Prometheus, Rhadaman- 
thus, Phocus, Minos, the three Judges of the Supreme 
Court of Hell, ten Demons of Hell, ten Terrestrial 
Spirits . 

Uranus, at his post, enter to him Gaea. 

Ura. In the beginning God created 
Heaven and earth, and all things therein. 

Gae. Yea, very true. 

Ura. He be the true and the 
Living God, whose existence always 
Was. 

Gae. In the midst of chaos, the spirit 
Of God divided the light from darkness. 
The light he called day, and darkness he 
Called night. 

Ura. After time and time, the 
Heavens and the earth where thus 
Parted asunder, then the sun, moon, 



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And stars thus appeared in the sky. 

Gae. Ah ! then; God created every living 
Thing, which now exists. 

Ura. True it be; and every living 
Thing moving in the sea. 

Gac. Yea, and every living thing in 
The earth 

Cro. God said, let the earth 
Bring forth grass, the herb yielding 
Seed, and the fruit tree yielding 
Fruit after his kind, whose seed be 
In itself, upon the earth. 

Ven. The dry land, God called earth, 
The waters called he seas. 

Rhe. Yea, the gorgeous firmament called 
He Heaven. 

Ven. Thus the heavens and earth be 
Finished, and the creation of all things. 
In six days the L,ord made heaven and 
Earth, the sea, and all that in them is. 
And rested the seventh day; wherefore the 
Lord blessed the Sabbath day, and 
Hallowed it. 

Cro. God said, Remember the sabbath 
Day, to keep it holy. Six days shalt thou labor 
And do all thy work. But the seventh day 
Is the sabbath of the Lord thy God. In 
It thou shalt not do any work, thou, nor 
Thy son, nor thy daughter, thy manservant, 
Nor thy maidservant, nor thy cattle, nor 
Thy stranger that is within thy gates. 

Ura. O for a muse of light, which 
Ascend my thought to the brightest 
Heaven. 

Ven. The gods and goddesses of Mount Olympus 
Inquire of me, who created us. 



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Ura. When you see the gods and 
Goddesses of Mount Olympus, tell them 
The true and the living God, the 
Omnipotent Being, the Creator of all 
Things, created us. If there be no satisfaction 
With the above information, then 
Appeal to the ancient gods of Mount 
Othrys. 

Ven. Yea your saying be true, he is the 
True and the living God, the creator 
Of all things, he also is the God of true love. 

^g. I stole upon time and chaos, the dead of 
Night, no comfortable stars of ages, 
Their light did lend. But the crystal 
Fires, gave light to immortal spheres. 
Then with earth his weary gait thus 
Revolved. 

/^t. When I consider things that 
Grow, in perfection holds their stay. 
And secret influence, wonderful stars 
Comment, with a virtuous wish, to bear 
Sweet living flowers, that to repair. 
Immortal lines, on me recoil. 

Ven. Our incapacities imploring, need 
Some invention of ability, thus determine 
Sweet miracles of love, if bold impression 
Of good comment, doth fill the caves of truth. 

Gae. Since I left you, the eye which 
Governs me, surveys some miracles in thee, 

Ven. Let not my face of love, be call'd 
Idolatry, nor my image an idol show. 
For I incline mine ear to good parables; 
I will open my dark saying upon the barps; 
Wherefore should I fear in the days of evil, the 
Coming revolt, when the iniquities of Lucifer, 
Shall compass me about. 

Ura. Gaea, the bell of my town, I stole 
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Upon thoughts and the marriage of true love, 
Will you except my hand held out to thee . 

Gae. In marriage I will. 

Ura. Its' true, that love is true. 

Ven, I've always found it so. 

Gae. Uranus. When you the tender line of my 
Thoughts read, remember the hand that 
Write it, for I love you so 

Ura. O say I look upon this verse. 
When I am with clay, perhaps compounded. 
I so much, your name rehearse, the love 
I bear for thee, with life cannot decay. 

'^g. What space can my thoughts occupy. 
For I be the great lover of children, on 
My carriage I speed to consult the oracle. 
At the court of Pittheus. The king of Troezene. 
His daughter ^thera in marriage he gave to me 

Ven. on love, I see, you merit respect. 

^g. -^thra, my life and hand in marriage I give 
To protect thee, will you accept ? 

Ait. I will your life and hand in marriage accept. 

Aig. Fair friend, to me, you can never be old. 
For as you were when first your eye I eyed. 
Such seems your beauty still. 

Ait. My songs and praises be, since 
All alike, to one, of one, still such and ever so 
Kind, be my love to day, and forever. 

Aig. I hold thee still and gentle to my 
Heart, your praise be richly complied, 
With a golden quill, I shall verse your 
Character, by all muses filed, your praise 
Be most precious. Hate me if thou 
Wilt, my deeds to cross. While the world be 
Bent, in spite of fortune I join thee, in 
Spite of misfortune I cannot hate thee, to my 



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Heart, I am the arrow, thon art the bow. 

^t. For my possessing thou art too 
Dear, so fare thee well. 

y^g. To thee, releasing gives worth to thy 
Character, in thee, my bonds are all 
Determined. Only by thy granting, can I 
Hold thee. All because richly gifts in me, 
Is wanting, that farewell presents to me, 
His un welcomed hand. 

^t. The God of love, fair one, quoth he, any 
love you owe 
Me, all my unripe years, measure with 
Strangeness. For I cherish no evil state in my heart. 
Your hand in peace I except, now let me say, good- 
night. 

Cro. The even hand subtle, of Lucifer is 
Painted I see. So beguiled with outward 
Honesty, but with inward vice, so defiled. 

Ve7i. Yea, within the bosom of their hell. 
Such devils steal effects, thus to flatter 
Fools, and make them bold with contempt, 
For within the evil heart, love cannot exist. 

Luc. Thy likeing, thou yoke, to my 
Will. I'll murder straight, and then 
I'll slaughter thee. And swear I found 
Thee, where thee never was, to me, that will 
Be one act, to my fame. 

Rhe. Three times be gives no sorrow, 
But sighs fire, thus discharging a million 
Words of woe. His incapacities imploring, 
Need no invention of ability, thus 
Determined. His ancient birth, thinks 
Himself an heir to the throne of Supreme. 
His wretched and bold attitude, hath 
Measured the length of his days, which 
Availeth nothing on his stay. 

Luc. In my soul, I have debated, 
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What sorrow I shall breed, what shame, 
What wrong, but affection's course I 
Cannot control, nor stop the jury of my 
Speed, my deeds, I know repentant tears 
Ensue, my deadly enmity, my infamy, 
I strive to embrace. 

Cro. The world doth threat such a 
Black-faced cloud, his aspiring mist. 
Mountains doth hide, some gentle gust 
Doth breed. These pitchy vapors, from 
Their hiding chambers, doth blow away, 
Thus dividing their unhallow'd haste. 
And thundering words delay. Lucifer's shame 
Will be seeded in your age, vice will bud 
In your spring, outrage and crime will 
Thus bloom. When once a king, what 
Darest thou ? What carest thou in your 
Wretched thoughts, foul and vile ? 

y^g. Lucifer, why mud the fountain 
That gave thee drink, or mar the things 
Which can amend, your labor, your 
Deed be hasty, thus will end. 

Rhe To eternity our dates are brief, 
Character'd with lasting memory. 
Above the idle rank. Beyond all 
Date at the least, our faculty do 
Subsist, by nature, till oblivion yield 
His part for us. Our record be not 
Miss'd, our poor retention cannot 
Hold. We need no tallies of our love 
To score, to give them to us, we be 
Bold to trust those tables, which 
Receive us. I beg the adjunct in 
His prayers to remember us, nor 
Our past forgetfulness import. 
Our expense of spirit, be a waste of 
Shame. Extreme savage, rude, cruel. 
Not to trust, sooner enjoyed, thus 
Despised, our past reason hunted. 
Our past reason hated, that shallow bait. 



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Cro. Rhea, thy heart is in an- 
other place, yet your looks be with 
Me, I shall live, supposing thou art 
True, like a deceived husband. To me, 
lyOve's face may still seem fair, in thine 
Eye no hatred lives, I cannot know the 
Rapid change of history's false heart. 
In strange wrinkles, frowns and moods 
It writes on ages. Some degree of 
Your creation, should ever dwell 
In the face of your heaven. 

"Rhe. Cronus, O say, wash me in 
The pool and vapor of your pure 
Thoughts, and I shall be whiter 
Than snow, your looks and sweetness 
Your true heart's workings, thence 
Shall be. 

Cro. My love, thou art the 
Goddess of truth, thou sayest, I 
Believe thee, though I know you lie. 

Khe. I know my years be not the best, 
My tongue speaking false, the smiling 
Credit, with love I 11 rest outfacing faults. 

Cro. My love, you say that I am 
Old, and thou art young. Your 
Soothing tongue be love's best habit. 
In love, love I not to have year's told. 
I will lie at the fountain of dreams. 
That our faults in love thus smother 'd 
Be. 

"Rhe. I have two lovers, one be comfort 
And the other despair ; two spirits, one to 
Suggest, be still, the other, bestir, bestir. 

SCENE II. The RebeivLion in Heaven. 
Enter Zeus, Uranus, Argus, Hera and Lucifer. 
Zeu. Down from the couch, omnipotent power, 

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THE REBELLION IN HEAVEN. 

Rose to bring light to immortals. 

Ura, Was it caressing ? 

Zeu. Most undoubtable. 

Ura. I am told, there will be a 
Meeting of council soon. 

Zeu. How soon ? 

Ura. I presume, on the hour of my watch. 

Zeu. O, say ! Uranus, this must be the hour of 
Your watch ; for I see great silence in heaven. 

Ura. This hour, there is a meeting of 
The session of council. 

Zeu. What council ? 

Ura. The mighty council of 
Archangels, before the throne of Omnipotence. 

Zeu. O say, there must be trouble 
Brooding in heaven. 

Ura. Most undoubtedly there is. 

Zeu. On the true face of my heart, I 
Do wonder what it can be. 

Enter Hera, Argus and LuciPKR. 

Arg. Before the throne of Omnipotence 
I see Lucifer holding in his right 
Hand the declaration of war. 

Her. The Judge of Supreme Power 
I see now inflamed with rage. 
Declaring to Lucifer, forever cursed thou 
Shall surely be. 

Luc. That diabolic engine back recoils 
On me, thus distract my thoughts 
With horror, I am troubled at heart, 
To its very bottom, I still gnash in 



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Pain, The wretched hell within me, 

stir, stir, where shall I fly ? Shall 
It possible be, on the throne of hell, 

1 must reign, many fathoms 
Lower in the deep, flames 
Tormented, devour me not, but still 
Threaten the passage, I roam in 
Pain. Shall I relent ? I suffer but 
Hell, Ah ! to me. a heaven it seems, 
For in me, repentance finds no 

Space to recall my stay, I seduced with 
Vaunts and promises, that beneath. 
My shame among spirits. To submit, 
Boasting, the Omnipotent, I could but 
Subdue. Inwardly I groan for I'm 
Thus tormented. Who shall adore me, 
While on the throne ? Ah ! many 
Fathoms lower, in misery I fall. 

Arg. In the barrier of my teeth, 
Is the note of praise, the works 
Of God I esteem. 

Her. Ye be unconverted ? 

Arg. Right you are. 

Her. Then how can ye love God ? 

Arg. We should love the God, 
Who created us in his own image. 

Luc. Ah ! say, you pain the bell 
Of my left ear. 

Arg. What about the right ? 

Ltic. There is no right in me. 

Arg. Truthfully you said it. 

Zeu. Hera, when you see Lucifer, 
The wretched commander in chief, of 
The rebelled host, forwarn him 
Not, of the danger lying in the 
Path of his march. 



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Her. Ah ! I think I hear him. 

Ura. That's all imagination. 

Her. No, no, no, there he is rushing 
Into battle. 

Ura. Right you are. 

Her, Come, come, come, Uranus, let us 
Go see the battle. 

Ura. Hold up for a moment. 

Her. What's the trouble. 

Ura. I think I see the Omnipotent 
King, at the head of that 
Powerful and beautiful host of 
Archangels. 

Zeu. I see thousands of archangels. 
Standing before the Omnipotent 
Throne. To them is given authority 
And power, to command the 
Heavenly ranks of war. In their 
Hearts is power, to fulfil the will of 
God. 

Ura. True, they must be powerful, 
For I see the royal banners, of their 
Victory floating aloof. 

Zeu. Yea, too powerful for Lucifer. 

Ura. Crushed forever he will be. 
Embattled squadrons, flaming 
Arms, fiery steeds, reflecting 
Blaze on blaze, now face his 
Wretched line of battle. 

Zeu. Oh ! I see the venturous beast. 
And his wretched line of battle. 
Skillfully mowed down. O how he 
Eyes me, watching his defeat. 

Ura. Keep cool. 



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Zeu. Yea in my heart 'tis 
Bitter cold, and I am frightened sick. 
To isles invisible I fly, I dare not return, 
Out of danger, I see him still prowling 
About, I hear a roaring voice on the 
Flash of lightning, thundering down 
On him, be oJ0F, be off, vile thing, 
Forever cursed thou shall be, 
Pursued through heaven's circumference 
Wide, unbarred the gates of peace, 
Ventured in vain, to enter the 
Palace of venial. 

Enter Gabriel, Michaei. and Heaveni^y Ranks 
OF War. 

Gab. To order; put on the 
Fighting gear. 

Hea. Ran. Yea, yea, good master. 

Gab. Bestir, bestir, take up 
Arms, to the battle front, march in 
Haste. 

Mic. My wandering eyes I 
Turned and gazed awhile, till 
Raised by quick instinctive motion, 
Up, I sprung, on my feet I stood, to see 
Which way I could march, to flank the 
Wretched host of demons. 

Gab. Form a line of battle, take aim. 
Heed not repeat, one stroke might determine 
His fall, for thou art the host of arms. 
Fit to decide the empires of heaven, and 
Spirits vital, which shall live throughout eternity. 

Ltic. Back to my chariot, I shall 
Retire from off the files of war, I lay 
Gnashing in shame and disappointment, at 
The foolish confidence in myself, that 
I could equal God in power, there 
Seems in me content; which lies deep in 

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The vaults of depredation, sorry to say, 
That mighty murrain , mowed down my 
Flock, on their flying retreat, thus to 
Repine. 

SCENE III. 

Enter DIMETER, Rhea and SemelE. 

Sem. The beloved son of God, on his 
Expedition appears, with radiance of 
Majesty; love and sapience immense, to the 
World of ages, infinite, winged spirits and 
Chariots of old myriads, that between 
Brazen mountains lodged, rose again, 
Stood between the fires of raging battles, then 
Celestial equipage forth came spontaneous, 
On heavenly grounds they stand, thus 
Viewing the vast immeasurable abyss. 
Omnivorious winds, upturned from 
The bottom, surging billows mountainous, 
Threatened to devour heaven's height I 
Heard the omnific word, thunder down 
Your discord end, nor be stayed, but on 
Wings uplifted, rapidly trailing into 
Chaos, then followed in bright 
Procession the host of demons. 

Sem. Everlasting gates harmonious, 
On golden hinges sway in glory, the 
Powerful word of God , his silent thunder 
In my ears recalls obedience, thus to 
Brace the columns of my critical 
Stage, wholesome, cool and mild I back 
Recoil, in love, how gladly I lay my trials 
At his feet, in me instinctive motion 
God inspired, that I, he the author of 
Creation, I might honor and respect. 

Dem. The lord, be the governor, of the country 
I survey. 

Sent. Is it a beautiful country ? 



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THE REBELLION IN HEAVEN. 

Dem. Yea, most gorgeous. 

Rhe. Demeter, I view the dim light of 
Your coast, in pleasure I boast marvellously, 
The sea in me, be stirred. I long to visit the 
Happy piers of your welcome, but 
Sail on, till another course may heave in 
View; unexpected I esteem unintentionally, 
Those thoughts in me; most pleasing, rather 
Not to mourn, I only beg a gentle dove, to 
Waft my thoughts to thee. 

Dem. Well my good companion, glad I 
Am to hear from thee, come let us mend our pace. 

"Rhe. Well ? what way shall we turn 
To breath the gladdenings of heaven. 

Dem. To the right, key the flower 
Of your heart, thus to the throne of God flee. 

"Rhe. Tell me the latest news of war. 
Now exists in heaven. 

Dem. The old deprecator and his 
Wretched host of demons, in roaring 
Chariots fly, as if in battle they would 
Be, but their faults guiltness thus be 
Condemned, they proceed not to corrupt 
Present peace, till time brings forth 
Evil fruit of courage, then conviction 
Raging inwardly, first and last, 
Shall spring into motion, their envious 
Steps, thus moving their march into another 
Battle. 

Sem. Harken unto me, till I give thee news. 

Dem. If it be good, I will; for I stand 
In need, of a newsy bud, to scent the heart 
Of my youth. 

Sem. To Lucifer, both crime and doom, 
What an abyss of fears and horrors, 
Drive him from the presence of God, for 



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Pardon, he finds no way to turn, deep to 
Deeper into the vault of depredation 
He plunged, to his foul conscience 
There's no vent, with double terror, 
In the lower vault outstretched he lay, 
There oft cursed his creation, since 
His execution thus denounced. 

Rhe. I see a host of angels of high 
Degree, greatly admired, they be valor 
Heroic virtue called, in battle they 
Overcome, and subdue the nation 
Of rebels, bring spoils to their king 
With infinite slaughter, held to the 
Highest pitch in celestial glory, there 
Triumph in love and esteem, styled as 
Great conquerors, their fame be 
Achieved, and forever renown, O 
What merits fame in silence hid ? 
Behold not righteousness in a 
World perverse, thus prepared for 
Those who oppose omnipotent rule, 
Much hated and beset with foes, 
Daring single be first for they utter 
Odious truth, that God will come to 
Judge them with his saints. 

Dem. I see the Most High in his royal 
Chariot, floating on a balmy cloud 
With winged steeds, high in salvation 
And the summits of bliss, to show to 
Us what reward awaits the good , to 
The fallen host oft frequented their 
Assemblies, to them preached 
Conversion and repentence, as to 
Those in prison, under 
Judgments imminent; all be in 
Vain, converted, they will not be. 

^he. Solicit not thy thoughts with 
Matters hid, leave them to God, 
Him serve and fear, of other 
Creatures, as pleases him best. 



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Let him dispose, joy in what he 
Gives to thee, dream not of other worlds, 
What creatures there live, in what 
State, condition, or degree, contented 
That thus far hath been revealed. 

Dent. At thy feet, lies sweet roses, 
Of dells harmonious, those virtuous 
Leaves of summer's queen. 

Enter Danah and Gaea. 

Gae. How glorious was Lucifer once 
Above his sphere, till wretched pride 
And ambition threw him down, 
His brazen march stirs revolts in 
Heaven, against heaven's matchless king. 
From him God deserved no such return. 
Whom he created in that bright 
Eminence, with good upbraided 
None; nor was his service hard, to 
Afford him praise, what could be less ? 
The recompense most easy, and pay him 
Thanks; how due, God's good work proved 
111 in him. His malice and envy lifted 
Up so high, one step higher, he thought 
Would set him highest. The immense 
Gratitude still to owe, burdensome 
He still received. What powerful 
Destiny ordained him an angel 
Inferior ? Why not other powers aspired. 
As great as he, other powers as great 
Fell not, unshaken, without, 
Within, well armed against all 
Temptations. 

Dan. His dark presumptuous 
March, back recoils on him. 
On iron flapping wings, that brazen, 
Procacity thus trailing o'er 

Gae. In silence bright legions of 
Instrumental harmony, to 
Adventurous deeds, breathe heroic 



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Ardor, under great leaders godlike. 
Those celestial chg-mpions held 
Their way, unbarred the doors of 
Peace within the mount of God, 
Fast by his throne, gatling 
Guns in golden chariots thus 
Speeding into battle, there down 
Mowing with a thunder charge, 
All battle lines. 

SCENE IV. 

Enter Poseidon, Helios, Sirens. 

Pos. Of many celestial 
Myriads, not one be lost, O sweet 
Messiah, thy right of merit 
Reigns, I hear the guns of 
Mighty wars under the sea, wars 
Yet be not over, under royal banners 
Of heaven, what multitudes 
Sway, on their mighty heroic 
March, against revolted multitudes. 
I hear the shout of battle, that 
Rushing sound onset, and the cry 
Of war, thus riding on the sea 
Of impenetrable realms, the 
Impelient sons of light, riding 
On the flash of lightning and 
Clouds of darkness and of 
Thunder. Shooting with orient 
Beams, those embattled squadrons, 
Bright of flaming arms. 

^em. The mighty quadrate 
Irresistible, moved in silence 
Their bright legions, with upright 
Beams of rigid spears, helmets 
Thronged, shields various 
Portrayed the power of Lucifer, 
With furious expedition, the 
Numbered legion seems a 
Numerous host, each warrior 



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THE REBELLION IN HEAVEN. 

An expert when to advance, nor 
The sway of battle be turn'd, 
Michael and Gabriel before the 
Supreme, their consultation with 
The Omnipotent, thus determined 
Another move, the strategy of 
War, the map of skill, thus 
Conspicuous in the mental fraim 
Of light. 

Pos. The path of truth be remote 
The God of nature, ordains and 
Rules whom he governs. 

Dem. My true God of all eternity, 
O, thou sweet virtue, I adore thee. 

Pos. God of heaven, O, how I adore 
Thy sweet oral of omnipresent ! 

Dem. O God of heaven, with faith, 
Hope and love, embellish the walls 
Of my heart ! 

Pos. O say, Demeter, your home 
Loving stay on the earth, needs no 
Repentence. 

"Dem. Nay, but I am sick at heart, 
For the walls of my sympathy be not 
Impenetrable, the loss of my child, 
My only daughter, Persephone, brings 
But darkness and woe to my stay on 
The earth. I cannot avail ; I am 
But dust. 

Zeu. Demeter, be content, the true and 
The living God overrules all things. 
You may rest assured that your 
Child, which was the most loving 
And beautiful daughter on the earth, 
Will safely be returned to you. 

Hel. Demeter, under thy feet, I 
Shall ever lay the golden sunbeams 



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Of my sympathy. Your daughter is 
In the lower world, but I see her 
Coming home to you ; now soon she 
Will be within the range of your 
Visible eye. 

Zeu. Demeter, at this passed minute I 
Saw your child enter the door of 
Your home. True, as I told you 
That the God of all creation, doth 
Overrule all things; he is all power, love 
And sympathy. Abie to return to 5'ou 
Again your heart's desire. 

Dem. O thou, the true and the 
Living God, much thanks to thee. 
For the return of my child, my only 
Daughter, which was so near to me, 
Was dead, is alive again, was lost, is 
Found. I will extol thee, O God; for ihou 
Hast lifted me above all the myihs, 
And hast not made my foes to rejoice 
Over me. O God, my God, I cried 
Unto thee, and thou hast healed 
Me. O God, thou hast brought up 
My soul from the grave ; thou hast 
Kept me alive, that I may no 
Longer patrol in grief, the 
Painful vaults of exasperation. 
Thus to pine away. 

Sir. Direct my course, I bring good 
Recompense to your behoof, expel 
Thence all usurpation, reduce the 
Sway of original darkness, the night 
Of ancient standard erect, that in 
Me advantage may grow. Revenge be 
Mine ; thus Lucifer ; the anarch old, 
Nine times the oral of his speech, 
And visage incomposed. 

Pos. I see the victorious bands. 
Which poured out by millions through 
Heaven's gates, thus pursuing, on my 



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Frontiers all I have will serve, yet 
Such little left in me, to defend 
The guard of my watch, encroached on 
Still weakening, the night of old sceptre. 
Hell be the first; the lower dungeon of a 
Million vaults, that beneath another 
World, thus stretching far. 

Hel. Nearer danger Satan be flying 
On the havoc wing of spoil and ruin. 
His rapid speed ceased not, nor be 
Stayed to reply. 

Pos. He be very glad, should his 
Sea find a shore. 

Hel. His alacrity renewed, 
Upward springs, into wild expanse, 
Strove thus to shock unequalled 
Fighting elements. 

^os. O'er the sea he winds his 
Way, harder beset, endangered the 
More. He would his march 
Omnivorous be, if could he, omnipotent 
Power overthrow, and to rule, his 
Impenitence thus determined, 
Backward he falls, driven by a 
Pyramid of fires, his spacious 
Empire be full of pain, the desert 
Most darksome, tons of onus on him 
Be never removed, lost forever and 
Ever, for there be left no space of 
Repentence in him. 

Hel. Let thy thunders be magnified. 
What power can impair thee, O, 
Mighty King of Heaven. 

Pos. On the hyaline clear, 
The starry sea of amplitude immense, 
I view stars numerous, a world; 
Perhaps every star may be. O sweet 
Jehovah ! thy works be great, what 



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THK REBELIylON IN HEAVEN. 

Mental thought can measure or tongue 
Relate thee, in thy return, greater 
Thou art. 

SCENE V. 

Enter .^Egkus and Nereus. 

Ner. O thou surpassing glory. 
Of thy sole dominion, at whose 
Sight all stars, their diminished 
Heads hide. 

^g. O thou sweet glory of the son, 
To thee I call, with a friendly voice, 
To thy name I add, to tell thee, 
How I love thy beams. 

Ner. O celestial light, inward 
Shine, that through all powers 
Irradiate. To immortal sight, may 
I tell of precious things, from thence 
They grow, which in me blooms. 

j^g. Thou King of Omnipotence, 
To the silly host, bring rememberance, 
From what state they fell. 

Ner. With contented wings and 
Rapid feet, the bare outside of 
Immortal things I coast. 

/^g. Nay, your coasting be expensive. 

Ner. I give thee the right of merit. 
Most virtuous, not the right of a critic. 

/^g. Well, possible doth it be, that 
I exasperate thee. 

Ner. Not a hair of my head be 
Sing'd by angry flames, for heaven, 
From my view, hides nothing. The 
Multitude of angels, with blest 
Voices, uttering joy harmonious, 
And hosannas, filled the eternal 



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THE REBELLION IN HEAVEN, 

Regions : with adoration they cast 
Crowns enwove with immortal 
Amarant, for the curtain of 
Pain be not aloft. 

^g. Deep thunders round me roar 
On the sea, their rage mustering, 
Those vaults, and fighting ravines 
Resembles hell, elements of darkness, 
Torments the length of ages, fires 
Piercing, now severe, thus changed the 
Temper of dreaded steel. Scarce had 
Finished, when filled with murmur, 
The session of council which held 
The sway of silence. Blustering winds 
Against hollow rocks , retain the 
Dreadful roar, over and under 
The sea, there anchors in a 
Horrific gulf, till the tempest be 
No more. When mammon ended 
His sentence, was heard such 
Applause, pleased the 
Council advising peace. 

Re-enter Venus. 

Ven. Things weighty and serious, be 
Full of state and woe, such scenes be hid 
In the rear porches of my brow, which 
Doth draw mine eyes to flow, that 
With tender love, yet in grief, O, may 
I think it well, for I'm but a tear, 
Trust other persons may find truth and 
Believe, for many spirits sadly rose 
To see, another degree of impenitence. 
Thus brooding over targets of revenge. 
That ostentatious veil, lower and 
Lower, thus trailing within the 
Circumference I roam. O how I 
Love those celestial hearers, which 
Rose to meet the host of chosen truth, 
Thus appalling not, their fighting 
Courage, for the stay of opinion ever 



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THE RBBELI.ION IN HEAVEN. 

In them, intend to bring on them the stage 
Love and virtue, thus to prove a fair 
One's just. 

Ner. O may we keep our brains 
Dry and cool, that victorious saints, 
Triumph in love, can cherish the 
Fowl of our powerless immortal deeds. 

Ven. Saints of love, be forever 
Stay'd, within the impenetrable 
Steel chambers, of metallic ore, there 
To leave never, their most competent 
Friends. 

Ner. Revolted spiers fallen, in 
The vale of darkness, moves chariots 
Of unequalled power, thus starts 
The mighty host, flashing through 
The heavens, with a lightning speed. 
Suddenly they dash through a 
Million fires and flames extinguished 
Blaze after blaze diffused, inflames 
The air, unmoved with fear, all 
Amazed, Lucifer his foolish victory 
Determined, stood not at his post, 
Back to the rear, lower and lower he 
Fell, then other ranks greater, 
Advanced, rapid and sure. 

/^g. Lucifer stole upon the dead of night, 
Thus pawning his honor, to obtain 
Impenitence. For himself, himself he 
Cannot forsake, for love and truth, be 
The guide to immortal eyes. No heavy 
Sleep doth close their heroic wink. 
Satan and his wretched host, their 
Death boding cries, serves the season 
That will surprise. 

Ven. What season of surprise ? 

y^g. The season between his 
Wretched desire and dread, will be 



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THK REBELLION IN HEAVEN. 

Toss'd horrific, unexpected, his foul 
Charm bewitch 'd many spirits, his 
Advice thus leads thousands to follow. 
Oft he wished to retire, but his 
Devilish ambitious foul infirmity, 
Leaves in him no space of repentence. 

Ven. Before the throne of 
Omnipotent love, there be sweet 
Innocent lambs, of pure thoughts, 
Silent and still. 

Ner. Bateless virtue there be, the 
Edge of keen appetite happily be. 

Ven. Virtue itself doth of itself 
Persuade, triumph within, the 
Gorgeous carriage of love. 

Ner. Satan suggested the proud issue 
Of a king, he himself perchance that 
Envy of such a rich throne. 

Ven. His brave ostentate disdainfully 
Did sting, some lascivious thought, 
Did instigate his timeless speed. 

Re-enter Poseidon, Gaea, Zeus, Semei^E, Danae 
and Lucifer. 

Enter Apoi^lo and Idas. 

Gae. He be pale with fear, he doth 
Premeditate the dangers, of his 
Loathsome enterprise. 

Sent. His inward mind doth debate, 
What sorrow may on him breed. 

Ven. His digression be so vile, 
That it will forever live engraved on 
The map of his face. 

Luc. Yea, though I shall forever die, 
That devilish scandal will survive, 
With shame, I shall curse the body of 



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My image, and hold it in memory, 
Of the crime which I have done. 
Locks between the celestial chamber, and 
My will, no key of crime can turn 
Night wandering, I see me there, 
Demons of murder, they frighten me, 
Yet I still pursue my fear. 

Sem. Say Lucifer, as you rush from 
Forth, a cloud bereavts your sight. 
Soon as the curtain be drawn 
You begin to wink with wretched courage, 
Thus blinded with a greater ray. 

Luc. What excuse can my invention 
Make, as I am charged with such a 
Black deed? Shall my tongue be mute. 
My frail joints decline, mine eyes 
Forgo their sight ? My guilt being 
Great and deep, the fear in me 
Doth still grow darker and darker 

Dan. In a desperate rage, this 
Vile purpose to prevent, post hither, 
This siege that hath engirt his 
Union. His dying virtue the 
Surviving shame. 

Luc. Conceal 'd malice deep in 
Me, couched with revenge. 
Is come unto the chamber door, 
Which shuts me out of heaven, the 
Yielding latch, hath forever barr'd me 
From the blessed throne I sought. 

Gae. Yea, your omphacine, be bitter to 
Immortal taste. 

Luc. O how happy I would be, if 
I could, but gain the throne I seek 
For then my dreams, my breath, would 
Be a froth of fleeting joy, but all 
Be bitter to my taste. 



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Enter Marpessa and Pkrskphone. 

Mar. Thy disputation ye hold 
Graceless, thy conscience be the 
Fuel of your burning will. 

Per. The ascent of yonder 
Savage hill, slow and pensive, 
Lucifer hah journeyed on, entwined 
Thick, the undergrowth he brake, 
So perplexed and confused, he strove 
Speeding, that without success, to 
Unlock one gate there only was, be 
Disdained the arch felon, when he 
Saw due entrance, one sight in 
Contempt, bound high over leaped 
All, and cheer within, he lights on 
His feet, to seek new haunt for 
Prey, watching the innocent flocks 
At eve, amid the fields secure. 

Mar. I muse in manners, hold 
Still I beg of thee, till some richly 
Praise be compilable, O thou 
Reserve 'd character of most noble 
Blood. 

Ida. O say, may thy thoughts feed on 
Happy dreams, whilst I write good 
Words concerning thee, do thy best, 
To steal a way, for a term of life. 
Give thyself, to become the bride of 
Love, for then, I need not to fear, 'mid 
All unjust wrongs o'er me brood and 
Rage. 

Apo. Very well ; thou knowest, that 
Marpassa, be the ever blooming flower 
Of my love, nor shall I surrender to 
Thee. 

Zett. Both ye sun god, and' hero, 
Hold your peace ; the maiden shall 
Decide. 



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Mar. Idas, mine eyes downward 
Cast, for a moment to think, now I shall raise 
Them, with my heart and hand, held 
Out to thee in marriage, that when I 
Am old, gray and old, you will also be. 
For I know, from the fountains of 
My heart, that you will ever honor 
And care for me. 

Per. Marpessa, your selection 
Be good, to the highest degree, your 
Pure inteligence, I do esteem, most 
Uudoubtable but apt my fancy is to 
Rove, unchecked on the 
Roving carriage of my mind. Through 
Experence, I learn of things pure and 
Remote, which before us, is the prime 
Of wisdom, lying in trenches, 
Deep and dark. 

Ida. Persephone, thankful am I to thee, 
For the true heart of my bride, be 
Greatly encouraged. 

Apo. The sun, his beams shall. 
Forever heat uncomfortable, and 
Burn the face of your honymoon. 
In every latitude you roam. 

Zeu. Apollo, dry up; you more 
Then exasperate the fountain of 
Ignorance. 

Per. To the very bottom of 
My feet, I am undoubtable disgusted 
At Apollo's remarks. 

Gae. O say Zeus, what's, the latest 
In reference to war ? 

Zeu. Well Gaea, this moment, the latest 
News I've received, O may I reveal to thee. 

Gae. Would it asperate the happy 
Course my thoughts pursue, if not, 



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THE REBELLION IN HEAVEN. 

At once proceed. 

Zeti. Lucifer, satan the Devil, is forever 
Banished out of heaven, on the throne of 
Hell, he must forever reign, the true 
And the living God, the creator of 
All things, visible and invisible, the 
Omnipotent being, he thus 
Declared peace in heaven, that 
Love shall forever reign therein. 



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The Beginning of Time and Things. 

Continued from Scene I. 

Book VII., Act I., Scene VI. 

Enter Chimera, Medusa, Minotaur and Pluto. 

"Re-enter Uranus, Gaea and Apollo . 

Ura. My dear comrades, in the 
Begining of time, chaos was the 
Huge mass of darkness, in chaos 
All things which now exist, where 
Hid, one from the other severed not, 
Of its own, nothing had a separate 
Form. After a longtime, asunder 
Chaos parted, the heavens and the 
Earth were thus divided. Above 
In the sky, the sun, moon, and 
Stars mounted, but with the earth 
Below, remained water stones and 
Trees. 

Gae. Uranus, I am proud of our 
Family. 

Ura. Yea, I be also, but not of the 
Hundred- Armed and One-Eyed Children, 
Which are as big as mountains, into 
The dark pit Tartarus, below the 
Earth, I will banish them forever. 

Gae. Why temper your stay, in this 
Golden age, to impenitence ? Why 
Turn your back to your ugly children ? 

Ura. Because they be so hideous. 

Gae. In grief, you sow into my heart, 
The dark seed of exasperation. 
O, Cronus, my dear son, the youngest 

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THE BEGINNING OF TIME AND THINGS, 

Of the beautiful Titans, will j^ou 
Promise me, to fetch up your hundred- 
Armed and one eyed brothers out of 
Tartarus ? If you will, I will help you 
To dethrone your father, Uranus, that 
You yourself may become kinsr of the 
Gods. 

E7ifer Cronus and the Six Titans. 
'Re-enter Rhea. 
Cro. Mother, I will, 

Gae The cutting steel bright as 
Silver, I will create and a sharp 
Sickle, I will give to you, to kill your 
Father, Uranus, while asleep. 

Cro. Mother, your desire shall 
Be granted. I will slay my father 
That I may rule over the world 
In his stead, that the other gods 
May obey me. 

The Five Titans. Cronus, thou art 
Declared king, over the world. 

Cro. Rhea, here is my right hand, held 
Out to thee in marriage, will you except ? 

Rhe. I will. 

Cro. O my hundred-armed and one- 
Eyed brothers, arise. Come forth out of 
Tartarus. 

Khc. Cronus the door bell is ringing. 

Cro. I will answer. 

Rhc. Well, make haste. 

Cor. Who's there ? 

Enter The Hdndred-Armed and One-Eyed 
Brothers. 

H.-A. ayid O.-E. B. Your hundred-armed and one 
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THE BEGINNING OF TIME AND THINGS. 

Eyed brothers from Tartarus. 

Cor. Welcome. 

H.-A. and O.-E. B. O brother Cronus how 
Thankful we are to be delivered 
From the shackles of bondage and 
Misery. 

Cor. I trust your stay on earth, 
Be contented. 

H. A and O. E. B. Yea, we be most 
Contented. 

Cor. Brothers since you came 
Up out of Tartarus. I have changed 
My mind, you will kindly return to 
Tartarus again, I am afraid of you. 

H.-A. and O.-E. B. What silly imagination 
Be thus springing up in your heart ? 

Cro. There be no imagination 
Whatever. Be off, be off, away, 
Away, into Tartarus again. 

Gae. Nothing my treachery has gained. 

'Rhea. True, you said it. 

Cro. Rhea, I thus declare thee 
Queen over the world 

"Rhea. Happy am I to become 
The Queen of the summit of Mount 
Olympus. 

Chi. Gaea, I see that you have 
Gained but little by your treachery 
Against your husband. Cronus has 
Drove back again into Tartarus 
His hundred-armed and one-eyed 
Brothers, the hope, planted into 
Your heart be most wretched that 
Cronus should loose his kingly 
Power. 



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THE BEGINNING OF TIME AND THINGS 

Min. What excuse, if any, can 
She make of her most horrible invention ? 
Perhaps her thoufjhts were dreams, 
Her will thus back'd with resolution, 
Her blackest crime be cleared with 
Determination, into the wicked 
Chamber she stalks, and gazeth on 
That bloody sickle, till her frail joints 
Doth shake. 

Med. Gaea, your wrong, call 
Me not to justify, your wickedness lays 
Cold upon my heart, with thy 
Tongue and eye, wound me not. By art, 
Slay me not. Out of my sight, O tell me 
Thy love be elsewhere, for I know 
It's true, aside, thine eye forbear 
To glance, your cunning and might. 
All my inward feelings doth wound, 
For it be more than all my o'er press'd 
Defence can hide. On my face, you 
Turn your foes, that your injuries. 
Elsewhere might dart. With too much 
Disdain, do not press my patience. 
Only be as cruel, as the greater, art wise. 
Lest my words express, the sorrow of my pity 
Wanting pain. 

Plu. Her woe seldom sleeps, she 
Looks for night, when night, not long 
Hath pass'd. 

Chi. She hath found, no doubt. 
Forlorn, for she doth lament. 

Plu. I Cannot doubt your words to 
Be true. 

Chi. I see that Uranus and Cronus, 
First kindled the painful fire, thus 
Burning in her heart. 

Med. Her eye perhaps interprets 
To the ear, the dark motions it doth 
Behold. Her woe doth bear, a part, 



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THE GOLDEN AGE 

Of every part, of crime and sorrow we see. 

Apo. Her pale blooming light, breeds 
But sorrow in my burning heart, to see 
Her dignity, march with pride to her 
Noble stand, within the noble ranks 
Of blue veins, her eyes did scale, thus 
Left those orbs of pale sullen turrets, 
Destitute. 

Plu. Apollo, my disputation, his 
Merits I esteem, with a hot burning will, 
And frozen couscieuce, still 
Morose trail of thoughts, thus urging 
Worse sense of pure effects, which 
Doth proceed not, though virtuous 
Deeds intended not, shows vile, 
What is in me dark, those moments 
In me disrepute, my peace, they do 
Confound and kill. 

The Golden Age. 

SCENE VII. 

E)iter Athamas, Bellerophon, Cadmus, Kndymion 
and Eros 

"Re-enter Cronus, Artemis and Rhka. 

Rhe. O say, Cronus, what age is this ? 

Cro. Why my dear; this is the 
Golden age- 

Rhe. O chief of throned powers, 
Sweet heaven's perpetual king. 
Upheld by the great strength of 
Omnipotence. Much thanks for 
The great blessing, which from the 
Windows of heaven, thou did'st 
Shower down on the garden of 
Earth, O how delightful this 
Golden age doth seem. 

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THE GOLDEN AGE 

Ayt. Yea always springtime, 
Beautiful flowers bloom thus, in the 
Woods and meadows round me gorgeous, 
O how delij^htful it is, to inhale the 
Scent of their sweet perfume. 

Cro. It's necessary not, that mankind 
Should labor ; no tilling of the 
Ground, no plowing of the earth 
Required, delicious fruits grow wild 
Everywhere, no houses needed, the 
Sky his gorgeous ceiling, beneath the 
Roof and garret of ages, the earth 
Thus shelters, and the foundation 
Of richly carpets of velvet green. 
Rich and poor friendly united, 
Life and goodness, hand in hand. 
Thus promenade. Mankind never 
Grows old, but remains young and 
Happy always. 

Rhe. Oh ! tell me Cronus, what will 
Happen after the golden age ? 

Cro. My dear, the world will go 
Right on for thousands of years. 
Then summer and winter will appear. 
Bad and good weather will exist. 
There will be in the harvest of peace, 
A bright sunshine, then mankind 
Will live happy and contented, at times. 
Under the shadow of a god-like spirit. 

Ero. Yea, instinctive love most 
Beautiful, the capacity of refinement, 
Fair it seems, yet, it be neither true nor trusty. 

Aih. In this golden age, no horror 
On my brain, be stir : must 1 relent? where 's 
The call I bend in grief, O relish and 
Character those mountains I wind. No 
Cause have, yet I weep for thee ; in 
My will, nothing I leave, more then I 
Do crave. O Paradise, dear friend, 



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THE GOLDEN AGE 

I pardon no crave of thee, no discontent 
Doth thou bequeath to me that 
Golden bud faded not, in the spring of 
Youth, those bright pearls of silver 
Bloom, fair creatuies thou art skill'd. 

Bel. Sweet Poetry and Music agree, 
From beautiful notes of liberty. 
I need no defense, for I cannot 
Remorse, sweet sound melodious 
My ear lovest. Immortal sense I 
Cannot ravish, though my conceit 
Be such as passing all conceit. 
The queen of music, in deep delight 
In me be chiefly crown'd. 

Endy. O thou art my share, good 
Rest, lower night kept my rest away, in 
A cabin, hang'd with care, my descent 
On doubts of decay. The night doth 
Post too soon. Tlaose hours added to 
Minutes, now to spite me, both moon and 
Stars seem but motes. 

Ath. I can reprove what you 
Have urged, the path which leadetli 
Not to danger, be smooth. Love of this 
Age I cannot hate, to every pilgrim, 
It lends embracements, excuse be 
Strange, but in me it's common. 
Why reason with abuse ? Reason with 
Sense, that sense may reason with 
Love, call it pure love, for love in 
Heaven is not fled. Then blotting with 
No blame, fresh beauty, no tyrant 
Stains, which bereaves not. 

Cad. One moment, Athamas; I hear the wretched 
Songs of Satan; O how they do remorse 
The temples bereaved, I must relent, 
Or I'll thus quoth he on his satiety. 

Ero. This sweet rising morn, my 
Watch, doth charge the heart of my 

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THE GOLDEN AGE 

Teeth. From idle rest, each moving 
Sense, doth trust the office of mine 
Eyes, which doth welcome, beautiful 
Sunshine and daylight, thus drives 
Awa}'^ the night so packed, and 
My dismal dreaming errors. 

Cad. For pleasent shades, the 
Herds have gone, all but in love, not 
Forlorn, at the cool motber-queen 
Brook, their nostrils temper 'd be, 
Thus throwing in the ivy mantle 
Spray, where golden fountains lie. 
There with a glorious eye, the sun, 
The world survey 'd, yet not so rich 
And royal, as the trail of 
The beautiful Artemis 

Bel. Fair roses, sweet flowers; 
The scent of love, timely bloom, not 
Faded, O sweet immortal creatures. 
Most virtuous, most fair. 

Endy. Most true, on their 
Beauty I look, in me, affections 
Not new, on my thoughts, in my 
Heart, Uiey cannot blench, my 
Appetite doth grind, to serve the sweet 
Character of this age. 

Bel. Then with fortune. 
You do not chide, the happy rose of 
Harmful deeds. 

Endy. The sweet chronicle of 
Time, characters in them, the 
Beauty of this age, thus sowing in 
Nature, a beautiful rhyme. 

Ero. Yea, of this age all our lovers be 
True, we know they're made of truth. 
No good-by they say, no parting 
Tender'd is. In me, doth incorporate, 
A sweet embrace, which grows as it 
Seems, like a heavenly moisture, on 



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PARADISE 

The coral of my youth. 

Endy. That sweet rhetoric of the 
Heavenly eye, his argument in my 
Heart doth hold, my vows be of this 
Age, but all my love be heavenly. No 
Punishment, for there's no vows broken, 
Of this age, though the end be near, 
Yea, at the very door. 

Paradise 

Book VII., Act I., Scene VIII. 

Re-enter Cronus, Zeus, Uranus, Venus, Gaea 
and Rhea. 

Cro. Pure air and all things, be 
Thus sincere and heavenly, the pure strain 
Of wonder, all eternity through. 

Zeu. God well knows righteousness. 
Scarce we stop, thus to ponder on the 
Beauty of thoughts. Unchanged, his 
Hand forever be that through all 
Eternity and Immortality 

Gae. Silent and pure, happiness most 
Tender be, where golden fountains lie. 
Sweet life goes on, and on, unforgot. 
My soul, the ties of earth doth bind. 
The horizon grows most brilliant, deep 
And wide, that the other side seems 
Uudoubtable near. 

'Rhe. O God of heaven, of this age, what 
Vestures shall we wear ? Shall they be 
Princely gowns, white or purple ? Thus 
Believing in God, the creator of 
All things, immortal peace shall 
Abide in us, 

Uru. Yea, let us live in hope, too. 

Gae. The fairest garments, of 



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PARADISE 

Seamless robes we must wear. 

Ze7i. Then; be it most well with us. 

Ven. They be sweet fadeless vestures 
Of unchangeing love 

Cor. Most sincere, I believe. 

Zeu. On the shining threads of this 
Age, in youth, my years doth ripen 

Ven. Thou golden gates, O fling 
Wide, weigh our thoughts on the 
Golden hinge, the future grace. 
Most purely deep in delicious wells, for 
Those smooth and happy rivers in us, 
Be but lakes of love. 

Rhe. The weight of time, lies 
Smooth and delightful, on the 
Golden lever of this age. 

Cro. Our non- weary gait thus 
Characters in us, sweet desire 

Ve7i. It seems to be the race we 
Run, undoubtable most esteem'd, 

Cro, From the marrow of youth. 
On strength we feed, the sweet 
Comb of content. 

Ura. The true and the living God, 
Said, let us make man in our image. 
After our likeness : let them have 
Dominion over the fish of the sea, 
Over the fowl of the air, over the cattle, 
Over every creeping thing, and over all 
The earth . 

Gae. Uranus, God of heaven, 
Created man in our image, and 
Gave him dominion over all the earth. 

Ura. Good it be ; O, what a 
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PARADISE 

Wonderful and mighty God, be he ! 

Gae. Yea ; out of the dust of earth 
Man was wonderfully made. 

Cro. In Eden, the beautiful garden 
Of Paradise, man was thus put, to 
Dress and keep it. 

Rhe, O, say, Cronus, in yonder cave, 
Man be dead asleep, him I 
Cannot waken. 

Cro, Yea ; while man be yonder 
Asleep, god taken 'd from his side, 
A rib, and thus made him a woman. 
Help mate ; and brought her unto him. 

Zeu. God of heaven, named man Adam 
And Adam, named the woman Eve. 

Cro. Adam said, this is now 
Bone of my bones and flesh of my 
Flesh, she must be called woman, 
Because she was taken out of man. 

Zeu. Man shall leave his father 
And mother and shall cleave to 
His wife, they shall both be one 
Flesh. 

Enter Adam and Eve. 

Ada. Eve, my dear; on the watery 
Carriage of desire, mine eyes doth roll 
With pleasure, as I gaze upon the 
Beautiful roses of your cheeks. To see 
Thee so happy, so loving and true. 

Eve. My dear, this age, be most 
Delightful. I will praise thee, O Lord, 
The Creator of this age. 

Ada. Exalted be thou, above the 
Heavens O God, above all the earth, 
I^t thy glory be. 



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PARADISE 

Eve. In both the heavens and the 
Earth, thy mercy be great, O Lord, 
God of heaven. 

Ada. Those shadows downward cast, 
They cannot, our golden temples bereave. 

Eve. The happy tide of thoughts, have purchased 
Our content. 

Ada. O, let us rejoice, and praise the great God 
Of heaven, for he hath strengthen'd the bars of 
Our gates, within our borders, he maketh peace, 
He filleth them with the finest of fruit. 

Eve. O, let us forever worship the God of heaven, 
For in this garden of Eden it be so delightful. 



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HUMANITY LOST. 

BEGINNING AND END OF ALL FLESH 
Scene I., Act II. 

Enter Prometheus, Epimktheus. 

He-enter Adam, Eve, Cronus, Zeus and Lucifer 

(Bro. As the serpent was more 
Subtle than any beast of the field. 
Aspiring as he thought, much determent, 
To wreck his loss, on innocent mankind, 
His wretchedness, thus belched up poison, 
Which doomed their happy fountains 
Of peace. 

Luc. Eve, thou art the fairest, and 
The most beautiful creature on earth, 
God hath said, ye shall not eat of 
Every tree of the garden. 

Eve. We may eat of the fruit, of tiie 
Trees of the garden, but of the fruit 
Of the tree, which is in the midst 
Of the garden, God hath said, ye shall 
Not eat of it, lest ye die. 

Ltic. Ye, shall not die, eat of it. 

Pro. The day ye eat thereof. 
Your eyes will be opened, then ye 
Will know good from evil. 

Eve I saw that the tree was good 
For food, which was so pleasing to me, 
A tree to be desired to make one wise, 
I took of the fruit thereof, and did 
Eat and gave unto my husband, 
And he did eat also. 



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HUMANITY LOST 

Pro. Eve, tell me the result of your 
Disobedieuce to god. 

Eve. Our eyes were opened both, 
My husband and I, then we knew good. 
From evil. That beautiful 
Omphacine, on yonder forbidden 
Tree, my wretched taste, brought 
Into the world, mortality and all 
Our woe. 

Ada. Eve; my dear, O say, 
You know I think I hear the voice of 
God; walking in the garden. 

Eve. My dear, true it be. 

Ada. Come let us steal away. 
Amongst the trees out of his sight. 

Eve. Adam, my dear, God is calling thee. 

Ada. What said he ? 

Eve. Adam, where art thou? 

Ada. O my God, I heard thy voice in 
The garden, I hid myself, because I 
Was afraid 

Cro. I heard the voice of God, say unto 
You, Adam, hast thou eaten of the 
Tree, whereof I commanded thee not to eat? 

Ada. O my God, my wife did eat, 
She gave to me, and I did eat. 

Cro. Eve, I hear the voice of God 
Saying unto thee, what is this, that thou 
Hast done ? 

Eve. O my God, the serpent beguiled 
Me, and I did eat. 

Zeu. Lucifer, I hear the voice of God, 
Saying unto thee, because thou hast done 
This, ever, thou art cursed, all thy 



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HUMANITY LOST 

Life, dust shall thou eat. Between thee, 
And the seed of the woman, enmity 
Shall ever exist. 

Cro. Eve, God hath said, unto 
Thee, thy sorrow, I will greatly multiply. 

Zeu. Adam, God hath said, unto thee, 
Because, unto your wife, her voice, thou 
Hast hearkened, cursed is the ground. 
For thy sake, ever, in sorrow shall thou 
Eat. 

Ada. On the rolling carriage of desire. 
In pleasure, did mine eyes revolve, to see my 
Beautiful bride, so happy, so loving, and 
True, as to share with me, part of that 
Omphacine. 

Zeu. Adam, God hath said, bread, shall thou eat, 
from 
The sweat of thy face, unto the ground shall 
Thou return, for dust thou art, unto 
Dust, shall thou return. 

Ura. Lucifer, thou art the forerunner 
Of all crime, thou cannot, the zealous 
Host flank, O God of heaven, save this 
Fallen world. O God of heaven, save the 
Coming generations. O God of heaven, 
Judge them, by thy power and wisdom. 

Ada. Uranus, there is an echo, 
Which torments the rear porches of 
My ears, it pains me, I cannot answer; 
I am sick at heart. Yet I thrive; but 
Woe lies deep in the marrow of my 
Bones, I steal away in the quiet of 
Youth, I but exist in vanity, O do 
Cherish the pipes of my heart, thou 
Omnipotent hand held out to 
Me, in thy wrath rebuke me 
Not, in thy displeasure, chastise 
Me, in me, thine arrows stick fast, 



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HUMANITY LOST 

I am sore at heart, no soundness 

In me, through disobedience, 

Thou art angry, in dust, my 

Bones decay, iniquities swallow 

Me, the burden lays heavy, 

Too heavy for me, in this yoke, I 

Cannot avail, from my wounds, 

The fowl scent of corruption flows, 

Because of my sin. O, how feeble and sore 

Broken, through disquietness of my 

Heart, I roar the length of night. 

Eve O God, my desire is before thee. 
My groaning is not hid, my heart 
Panteth, my strength faileth, the 
Light of my eyes is gone, all my lovers 
Have fled, I stand not aloof, I am 
Dumb, deaf and blind. 

I cannot see the merciful hand. 
Nor hear the holy word of command. 

I am ready to halt, I'll soon be no more 

God forsake me not, I will declare 

My sin, my loss, I hope to regain. 

I will heed my ways, while the tempter 

Is before me. Let me know mine end, 

And the measure of my days. 

How frail may I be, my age be nothing 

Before thee, I am but vanity, I 

Heapeth up riches, who shall 

Gather them, I cannot tell thee, O God 

My hope is in thee, what wait I for ? 

By the blow of thine hand, I am 

Consumed. 

Ada. The ploughers make long 
Their furrows, let the cords of the 
Wicked be cut asunder, out of the 
Depths I cried, my voice be faint. 
Good rather to be chosen than 
Riches. God be the maker of all, 
Rich and poor shall meet together. 
Strife and reproach will cease. 



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HUMANITY LOST 

Whatever we sow we shall reap. 

The transgressor, outgrowth of 

Knowledge, shall exasperate me. 

They cannot debar their short pleasures 

Speeding thus, nor confu-e the 

Tide of happy deeds. Tender thoughts 

Occasionally drift in the narrow 

Straits of their mind. The flowers of 

Silent war shall unlock the treasure 

Of Tarquin's tent, shall be clear 

Unmatched, in triumph of delight. 

I brave only the duty, which doth 

Of itself persuade, and touch not 

The bait of knowledge, which lie in 

Fathoms deep. 

Epi. The rod of anger will 
Fail. The secret gift of mankind, 
Pacifieth no strife. The end of inheritance 
Gotton hastily, cannot be blessed. 
The scorner's punishment on us graze. 
Sacrifice, be not more acceptable. 
Than justice, feeding on truth. 
Desired treasures, the oil of danger. 
In criminal burning lamps. Those 
Who find life, are the true planters 
Of righteousness, thus they be 
Reward reapers. Sowers of iniquity, 
Be vanity reapers. Let truth be 
Upheld. Justice determined, 
Mt-rcy throned in all, the heavens 
Then rejoice, to see the righteous 
Triumph in love. 

Pro. Lucifer, your courage breeds but 
Sorrow on the mantle of guilty thoughts. 

Luc. When in heaven I involuntarily withdrew 
From off the files of war. I must bear and forbear. 
Guilty pains, thus tormenting me, 
On my bosom they lay cold in death, 
Which voluntarily rebound in me, I 
Shall ever and ever burn, mid the sap, 
Within the heart of flames. 



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HUMANITY LOST 

SCENE II. 

Enter Cain, Able and Demons of Hell. 

Re-Enfer Poseidon, Pluto, Lucifer and 
Promotheus. 

Plu. Poseidon. King Lucifer will hold 
Amassmeeting at the capital of hell, 
In the palace loyal to his kingdom, 
He will be the orator before the assemblage. 

Pos. Tell me the nature of the 
Meeting and oration. 

Plu. King Lucifer desires to address 
His governors, princes, lords, dukes, judges, 
And all his great spirits. He desires 
Greatly to tell them of his glorious 
Visit to the new-created world, and 
Of his wonderful success. 

Pos. What success ? 

Plu. In tempting the woman, thus 
Influenced her, to eat the fruit of the 
Tree, of which she was commanded 
Not to eat. 

Pos. After king Lucifer's oration, 
Then what will take place ? 

Plu. There will be given by his 
Govenors, Lordh, Dukes and Judges, 
A grand luncheon, in honor of 
His return at home. His successful 
Visit to the new-created world, 
Called earth. 

Pos. It be most delightful toast, 
No doubt. 

Plu. True it be. 

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Enter Rhadamanthus, Phocus and Minos 

The mass meeting at Lucifer's Palace opened by 
Phocus. Judge Rhadamanthus was elected 
Chairman of the meeting. 

Pho. To order ; dear hearers, I am 
Pleased greatly, to have the honor, to 
Name as chairman of this meeting 
Our most. Honorable Judge Rhadamanthus. 
All in favor of him for such, will 
Please give their consent by saying " aye," 
Or else remain silent. 

The Assemblage. "Aye, aye, aye." 

Pho. My dear Honorable Judge I am 
Delighted undoubtedly, to have the 
Pleasure to inform you, that you are 
Elected chairman of this meeting. 
My dear hearers, through the channels 
Of my veins, flows the tide of pleasure 
To know that I'm blessed with the 
Opportunity this moment, to introduce 
To you our elect chairman 
Of this meeting, the most Honorable 
Judge Rhadamanthus, the 
President Judge of the Supreme 
Court of Hell. 

Rha. My dear hearers 
Your attention for one moment, I 
Kindly beg of you. Remember when 
In heaven, on yonder plain and hill, 
In dale those vaulted shades under 
Pendent gloom, fed on the dead 
Of night, that beneath clouds of 
Darkness, on the flying carriage 
Of pain; then the Sun of Orient 
Pearl, smote warmly, first, the morn of 
Open field, where guilty roses fled, now 
Appears on floods and lakes, their 



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Weary passage darksome. Balm 
And gums odorous, which for us 
Wept, round that sapphire fount, 
Successful, the boon of nature, did 
Once iu us bend. The rind of golden 
Fruit, was forever banished, still 
In us, our loss breeds no repentance, 
But lower we fall. No flowery lap, 
Her store do- h spread. To ordain the 
Passage of death, which in us burn. 
'Mid no comfortable stars, which on 
Time, we stole npon the dead of night, 
Through the burning flames, how 
Far shall we be driven. The season 
We serve. Celestial spirits may surprise, 
For pure thoughts lie deep, dead and still. 
Between desire and dread, no longer ; 
Should we be madly toss'd. 
Now I am much pleased to have the 
Honor, to introduce to you oar 
Most honorable and worthy king, 
King Lucifer. 

King. Luc. My dear hearers, my 
Heart is embellished with much 
Pleasure, undoubtable, to have 
The opportunity to address this 
Meeting, the noble assemblage. 
Of wonderful patriotic spirits, 
Tho most brilliant stars of my 
Kingdom. In this capital, we 
Adore the chaste blood of this nation, 
On us justly stain 'd. The rights of 
This kingdom. Let us brave our 
Hearts to maintain. The future 
Proved better, had I lived ignorant, alone 
I've enough to bear, each day's lot, my 
Part of evil only, for on me lights the 
Burden of many ages, abortive birth 
Gaining, by my fore-knowledge, ere 
Their being with thought, to torment 
Me, they must be. What shall befall 



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HUMANITY LOST 

The natives of my kingdom, I trust no evil; 
More then have we. Must I bear grievous, 
To feel in substance, in apprehension. 
The future evil, I trust my fore-knowledge 
Can prevent. The cease of violence. 
Hope had I, of war in the new created 
World, but violence yet, be not ceased, 
With me, all so well, would have gone. 
On earth, peace, would have crowned 
The happy length of golden days, 
Deceived; I am, most undoubtable, for 
I see waste in war, corruption to peace, 
Those celestial guides, the truth unfold, 
They in wealth are luxurious, thus 
Triumph in hope. Eminent, powerless. 
Yet in ihem perish not, self-substantial 
Flames, that of great exploits, and no 
Virtue void, which did, on celestial 
Plains, and in dale, tender moments 
Breed. Now ever, from off the target of woe, 
Hangs the impenetrable art of mankind, 
For within the locks of death, no 
Lascivious key, can turn the mortal 
Springs to life. My dear loyal 
Citzens, I now desire to make you 
Acquainted with my visit to the 
New-created world called earth, 
And my wonderful success. The 
First I did, I selected the most 
Subtle beast of the field, to 
Serve as my visible agent. First 
Approach'd he the womau, 
As the most weak sex, she proved to 
Be, which to success, gave vent. To her. 
Said he, eat of the tree, thou art 
Commanded not to eat, surely die, thou 
Shall not. He; the woman did obey. 
Then all things which were 
Immortal, became mortal, I am thus 
Greatly pleased with the result. I have 
Decided, to set up, both a visible, 
And invisible kingdom, in the 



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HUMANITY LOST 

New-created world, called earth, in 
That world, I shall establish a standing 
Army invisible, to protect my rights 
There. My loss, and everlasting curse, 
I am determined, to continue to wreck 
On all mankind. Of the invisible 
Standing army, I myself will be the 
Commander-in-chief. All riots. 
Visible and mortal depredation, 
Among mankind, of those prove 
Most competent, I shall select, 
As leaders of bloody riots, and all 
Depredation, which thus shall exist. 
I 11 select only those, who, my rights to 
The last degree, will defend. 
Cain, of mankind, ye be the most 
Thirsty spirit of blood, ye I do 
Appoint, as commander of all 
Bloody work in this new-created world, 
Your post of duty, at once command. 

Cain. Yea, most worthy king, I will. 

Ada. Cain, my son, ye be selected 
By God, as tiller of the ground, I 
Trust your produce, will be 
Pleasing to the lord. 

Abl. Father, what kind of work, did 
God select for me ? 

Ada. Son, God hath said, ye shall 
Be keeper of the sheep 

Cain. Father, in yonder rotten pile 
Of rubbage, li-s buried, my fruit 
Of the ground, before the lord. 

Abl. Father, at yonder gorgeous 
Fountain-spriijgs, the firstling, 
And fat of my flock, there feed 
Before the Lord. 

Ada. Able, the Lord be greatly 
Pleased with your offering. 



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HUMANITY LOST 

Cain. What about my offering ? 

Ada. Son, the Lord be not 
Pleased with your offering. 

Cain. Ah ! you don't tell me so 

Abl. Brother, be patient, try again. 
For endless power of omnipotence, be thus triumph 
Jn love, much success, his stay waut'd, need no advise 

Cain. Able, come let us go to the 
Field. 

Abl. Brother, very well. 

Cain. Able, your offering before 
The Lord, I most bitterly hate, 
To the very bottom of my heart. 

Abl. Dear brother, many dark 
Fathoms of sorrow, down deep 
Into my heart, lay silent and 
Tender, for thee. There feeding on 
Grief alone be patient, your success, 
The future worm, will yet breed 

Cain. Able, no talk of that kind I want 
To hear, I shall give you but 
Five minutes to live, if or not, you wish 
You can make your peace with God. 

Min. your honor, most worthy king. 
Pleased undoubtable; atn I; with 
The heroic courage of Cain, all 
Forms, moods of grief denote he, 
The downcast^ depreciation before 
Omnipotence esteem 'd not, though 
Involved blood shed, yet I lie, the 
Brand of blood , seem but 
Trappings and suits of woe, 3'et from 
That impous act, all seem brandish. 

Pho. Judge, true it be; all appear 
Brandish . 



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HUMANITY LOST 

Min I see descriptions of fairest 
Realms, songs heroic, late beginning, 
Thus ring canorious, choosing subjects, 
Of the unpremeditat'd verse. 

Pos. That wretched image, whose 
Blood, thus be branded in all mankind 
In sorrow, time be short, but long 
It seems, heavy be his woe seldom he 
Sleeps, this I know. 

Mi7i. Exaggeration, lies many 
Fathoms deep in you. 

Pos. Though we may lie. yet let us 
Siirvey mountains of truth 

Pro. Truth be the virtue, many 
Notes deep in love, yet cold and late, 
On his wintry wing, thus intended to 
Soar, but much depressed, nightly to my 
Ear brings no satiety , after stars have 
Fled. O say, what office, to us, shall 
Bring the light of Hesperus, 'twixt day 
And night. In twilight I muse, down 
This bright calade, I must patrol, though slow and 

pensive 
I move. 

Pos. O say, Prometheus, what devilish bridge is 
that 
Which spans the natural ravines of 
Human love ? 

Pro. Why, that's the honorable 
Bridge of Cain, built of criminal metalic 
Ore, thus on wretched piers of bloody steel. 

Pos. Will it long there stay ? 

Pro. Until eternity. 

Phi. On innocent plains and in 
Dale, tender moments, did once, on us 
Breed. 



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HUMANITY LOST 

Pro. True it be. 

Plu. That meditated fraud, bent 
On mankind's destruction, which 
Before the threats of archangels fled, 
Heavier on himself, which might hap 
Returned fearless, then fled from off" the 
Files of war. 

Fro. Pronounced he most 
Sternly, grief, sorrow and woe, to 
His dreaded ear, yet resound echos 
Lost, from o'er the nodding beach. 

Pos. O say, under the veil of thought 
Eager to grasp am I , those dark 
Bubbles of pain, thus drifting on 
The mental seas of woe, what 
Carriage have I to bear, thus 
Speeding on wheels of crime, art 
Thou the pale-faced hornet, 
Within the archet, where my 
Possessions lie, for in natural 
Gheer, his single -sighted orb, 
Reverse in me, the innocent 
Bell of desire. 

Pro. His soul inward, vexation 
Deep, on his tongue, hath served a 
Mute arrest. The sting of poison 
Flames, through narrow gates, his 
Courage storm' d in me the fountains 
Of peace. 

Rha. Whatever, I've no 
Repentance to recall, for that develish 
Ram, back rebounds on me, O how 
His echos do, remorse the human 
Dells, and mortal fountains in dale. 
In me, silly groans lie dark and 
Still, that most tender and stale, 
Yet my wretched courage doth survive. 

Pro. Into revolts, your range 
Of character where thus involved, 

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HUMANITY LOST 

Evil-influenced misled, though 
Warlike, voluntarily inclined. No doubt, 
Discontentea dreams lie in dark 
Chambers of tormented thoughts, with 
Thee, seem objects lamentable, 
Though pioneer laboring, with 
Sweat, thou art much begrimed, 
Yet from mute towers, thou art old. 

Pos, Minos, from thee, the speed and length of days. 
Have past, as scarlet, though your 
Sins may be, like crimson, yet they 
Be red, but they; not as wool, nor whiter 
Than snow, can ever be. In your 
Heart, the passage of moral fountains, 
Be forever corroded, what space, have 
Expired in thee, for there's not a 
Blooming hair I can measure. Back 
To the storage of truth, shall I 
Recall, for your character booms in me 
Disguise, by a chief incompetent, thou art 
Deceived, when in heaven, his influence, 
Much strength, proved successful, to 
Thousands of spirits lost. 

3Iin. My forebearauce, under the guilty 
Roof of desire, yet lies pitched with dark 
Remembrance, that silly roll of war, 
Spawned in me, many dark deeds of 
Crime, which in pain, I must forever 
Bear. The burden in me, lies hideous. 
Impatient, hysterical, ah! in me, what 
A task, must I bear, or fall away, this I 
Can't, for the hell I suffer, torments 
The space of no retreat. The task worth 
Worn, in me finds no surrender. 
Yet the sweet appetite of doubt. 
Tells many fables, which makes me 
Wise. My subjects prone thus breeding 
In me, thoughts I cannot reveal, on 
Curiosity, I drift, who's sails of 
Spreading canvas, thus boom over 
Anger billows of other seas, for wonders 



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humAlNity lost 

Withiu my wretched frame, tells me fables of 
King Lucifer. 

Rha. Say; King Lucifer tells me, his heart is made of truth' 
Undoubtably ; I believe him, though I know he lies, 

'Twas he who spawned into my heart the pain of youth, 
I'm sorry, but still in me his wretched knot he ties. 

My success, link'd to fortune. 
Recorded thus in journals void. 
No advice would I heed, persuaded 
By spirits, not involved. 
But mooring in peace, their 
Foreknowledge thus ordain 'd, aside 
They laid the rolls of war, true to 
Omnipotence proved they. The 
Moorage of my stay, I've courage enough 
To break, but I can find no space of 
Repentance. Ah ! Tell me where shall 
I fly ? Beyond the boundaries of 
Knowledge, I'm tormented, 
Innocent, though I was led, voluntarily, 
For my signature, space I sought, on 
The devilish files of war. 



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POEMS. 

To the Orators of the Evening of The Hon. 
President M*KinIey*s Memorial Service 
at the Academy of Music, Phila., Penn., 
5ept. 19, 1901. 



Before types of eloquence, 
Most patiently we stood, 

To see the consequence, 
So determined we should. 

The eloquent gestures 

With powerful tones from thee. 
Broke our grief into gestures, 

Esteem silents on thee. 

Truthfully we believe 

That you meant what you said. 
It did our heart's releive 

Some grief of beloved dead. 

We saw thy precious thoughts, 
Thus trailing into truth, 

Yet deep into our thoughts, 
And the contented booth . 

The arch -bishopric grief 

For our lost President, 
On esteemed spars we reef, 

Our base of resident. 

On grief of architrave 

I hear the mourning knell 

Pounding on our hearts' grave, 
Thus through the living dell. 



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POEMS. 

A Poem on the Death of our President 
Hon. William McKinley. 

Within the boundaries of this brilliant Nation, 

Far back some fifty-eight years ago, 
To us, sprang from roots of its relation 

A noble bud, now in grief lays low 
Down with the stem of its national memory. 

In the vault 'd tomb it must decay 
Down to silence and cold tears of liberty 

Thus premeditates no tears its way 
No more, on that noble stem of life shall bloom 

Nor on this dark wicked calade 
So soon was planted into our hearts its doom. 

Will never on our memory fade. 
Those pure thoughts of sweet contented bowers 

Breathed farewell to the bride of memory. 
" It is God's way. His will be done, not ours ! " 

" Nearer my God to thee, nearer to thee." 
We gently sing. " My God, silent to thee, 

Thou cold sepulchre's worm, silent to thee," 

Many a sad flower has withered and passed away 

Of which we can never remember, 
But the palm on the stem of it's brilliant ray. 

Was doomed on the sixth of September 
'Twas then it withered slowly and passed away 

From the bellibone of our Nation, 
To meet its Creator in realms far away, 

Left to us the doom of creation. 
In the noble palace of our national reign. 

Thus blooming in the caves of our hearts. 
There on the world's base forever will remain. 

Blooming at the fountain of all hearts. 
Those pure thoughts of sweet contented bowers 

Breathed far well to the bride <jf memory 
It is God's way, His will be done, not ours ! 

Nearer my God to thee, near to thee. 
We gently sing, My God, silent to thee, 

Thou cold sepulchre's worm, silent to thee. 

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POEMS 
On the Death of an American Dame. 

WRITTEN 1895. 

Many sad unnumbered tears flow 
Silent to the home of thy youth ; 

The home you loved and left below, 
Then fled to a Celestial booth 

Where all is love; there is no night, 

Nothing but day and holy light, 

Parting from those you loved so much, 

To, meet the never-dying one 
Who called you to life, never touch 

Again the bitter links you won. 
On the morning of your bondmaid 
The agonies of death you paid. 

Behold with invisible eyes, 

Through the powerful telescope 

Of faith that guides us through the skies, 
The prize, 'he everlasting hope 

Where fountains of mercy doth flow. 

Far beyond death and all his foe 

From the doom of that vaulted frail, 

Ever springs melodious tones 
On memory's unfathomed brail. 

Yet, in dust leaves nothing but bones. 
Life is nothing on this calade, 
To golden ravines you parade. 

Let us on commemoration. 

Voluntarily feed every thought ; 

Then protect a moral nation, 

For justice all mankind has fought 

And won on earth a noble prize. 

For the race of the just and wise. 



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POEMS 
The Hurricane 

WRITTEN 1886. 

O take me as I am, 

O take me now dear lamb. 

Oh take me where I shall abide, 

That I may be at rest. 

And make me thine indeed, 

Thy law I hope to heed. 

O take me to thy blessed side, 

Then I'll be ever blest. 

may the hurricane roar, 
We'll then the sooner be o'er. 

We'll weather the sea, and land the free, 
On yon forever green shore. 

1 see many a twisted spar, 
Toss'd with heroic bar, 
Wharped in the wild hurricane gale. 
The boom o'er deck and sea. 

I see a distant bark. 

Like a sweet little lark. 

To the high western windward sail. 

With canvass o'er the lea. 

O may the hurricane roar. 

We'll then the sooner be o'er. 

We'll weather the sea, and land the free, 

On yon forever green shore. 

To the Saviour, I cling, 

My faults to Thee I bring. 

I'll fight my way through storms on sea. 

And battle through the night. 

I'll coast the bars of love. 

And sail for hopes above 

I'il drift and anchor in the lea. 

And rest in realms of light. 

O may the hurricane roar. 

We'll then the sooner be o'er. 

We'll weather the sea, and laud the free, 

On yon forever green shore. 

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POEMS 

There at the post I bend, 

My thoughts to thee I lend. 

My life I give to helm call, 

Life of the hurricane gale. 

I'll watch the cowardly flaw, 

There at the post of law, 

Then every line I'll carefully haul, 

Of every flopping sale. 

O may the hurricane roar, 

We'll then the sooner be o'er, 

We'll weather the sea, and land the free, 

On yon forever greenshore. 



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POEMS 
On Time 

Time is wasting away, 

Like a winter's r.ight. 
And the moon's cold, cold ray, 
Floating out of sight. 
Time is bold, 
Was foretold, 
Uncontrolled , 
Brave and old. 
Time of the brave but lives, 
Yet earth gives nothing. 
Nothing to nothing gives, 
Yet time is something. 
Time is bold, 
Was foretold, 
Uncontrolled , 
Brave and old , 
Time shortens every day. 
How wretched art thou. 
Ah ! So gorgeous and gay, 
Time to faults allow. 
Time is bold, 
Was foretold, 
Uncontrolled, 
Brave and old. 
Time is passing away, 

For soon, soon will end. 
No longer disobay, 

Time the end will send. 
Time is bold. 
Was foretold, 
Uncontrolled , 
Brave and old. 
Time is but a thimble sound, 

On his memory's shade. 
It's tha mote on heart's rebound, 
And a sephulchre's fade. 
Time is bold , 
Was foretold. 
Uncontrolled. 
Brave and old. 

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DRAMATIC POEMS 

Ou the Senatorial and Congressional Members and Orators 
of the United States of N. A., including all from 
the beginning of this Republic to this present day. 

Dramatis Persons. 

FivK Orators of the United States Law Making 

Body. 

Five Ambassadors from Europe. 

Enter Empire, Kingdom and Republic. 

United States Europe 

A, OF THE Senate Kingdom, F, of England 

B, ,, ,, ,, Empire G, of France 

C, ,, ,, ,, and H, OF Russia 

D, OF Congress Republic I, of Germany 

E, ,, ,, J, OF Italy 

SCENE I. ACT I. 

Enter J and A. 

/, I hear the ring of thoughts from Greek and Latin, 

Flashing through Royal Temples and in dale. 

A. Say; ye feed on my heart, O sweet words often, 

On thee I muse, which o'er and round the world 
trail. 

y. The oratorical thoughts of your national brave, 

Lie deep in the dells of morality, 
Where phrenology lies buried in culture's grave, 
Guarded by the science of mortality. 



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DRAMATIC POEMS 

A . Your words be as the moon , with her mortal eclipse, 
Chance ye lease, control my heart, it's rime on my 
lips. 

/. Human eyes may wink with 'prenetic tears in vain, 

Beneath the cannon's roaring instrnment, 
Of the brilliant orators of ihy national brain, 
Wash'd with the brave blood of your government. 

A. I know thou callest not my tongue idolatry. 

Your praises be most dear, my songs are liberty. 

/, My fortunes chide, I'll ever thrive with your nation. 

J. Then come with me; let us protect her foundation. 

SCENE II. ACT I. 

Enfcr B a?id G. 

/)'. Your true sweet character, my false heart cannot ink 
Now my thoughts are gored, I've nothing but love 
to link. 

G. Far back upon the cultivated fields of art, 
Where the scientific orators <;razed. 
In ancient day, with all their soul, body strength 

and heart, 
The American stars, from there was raised. 

/?. Oh ! say friend, to yonder chariot, I'll hitch my 
strength, 

G. Then you and I my love, can ride the wide world's 
length, 

/?. Dearer birth, my love had brought me much good 

return , 
There is ranks of nuich better e(|uipage I learn. 

G. Oratory yet stands charged with ambitious aim, 
On morality's brave elevation 
Over the wide universe ye expand your uame, 
And shoulder banners of resolution. 



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DRAMATIC POEMS 

B. I've harness'd of late, no forlorn, though expensive 
G. That inheni'd desire, quoth he; thus slow an<l 
pensive. 

SCENR I. ACT II. 

E?iter I and D. 

/. I shall muse on your lips, most noble and great, 

Those hills of thunder, roaring in my ears. 

D. My deaf, dumb drench 'd tears I passion, yet of late. 

/. Your voice, to my heart, brings but sweet flowing 

tears. 

(Z). Why; thee pain my stale dull words, thus tender 
uoteth . 

/. Cause, hysterically my joints shake, and I doteth. 

<D. I'll stamp, no down-trodden dust of my father's 
brave. 

/. Thy patriotism; on my heart, much love engrave 

SCENE II. ACT II. 

Enter C, REp., F. ayid Emp. 

C. When the group of many fathoms rose, please note 
Thus character' d, that I was but a mote. 

Em. The guilty warrant of your case, be thus costum'd 

6", Nay; my possesions thus barrack 'd at home, not 
doomed. 

F. One stroke, I'll sway the left carriage of my arm . 
There's no other voice I can love dearer, 
Than the voice of American Statesman's storm. 
To us, no other nation is nearer. 

C. Though many winters cold, pale is the frozen tide. 
From the forest shook many summers of my pride. 
I'll verse the pure intended love for us, in thee. 
O come and see the barracks of our liberty. 



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DRAMA.TIC POEMS 

Bmp. Your father once surprised my march, I shall quoth 

he. 
C. Don't say my father was false, or unjust to thee. 

Emp. Yonder bloody judge, forbade my tongue to speak 
life: 

^ep. 'Twas he; who arm'd my flesh and soul, with blood 
and strife. 

King. 'Twas he; who introduced to me, that bloody knife. 

F. There's no down-trodden dust of our father's brave. 

C. Nay; nothing we urge, we cannot reprove. 

F. Virtue is love, love's device is but a slave, 
Contiive abuse, he ; no abuse remove. 

kep. My songs not tedious, out-worn, though many 
hours long. 
I teach my Senators law, O how brave and strong. 

Emp. Much amazed, unaware, from life to tears have 
dropped. 

"Rep. But to repine, 'stonish'd my trust stook'd, thus 

round topped. 
Emp. I wish I were; but a star to your noble trust. 

"Rep. Then; if the text be true, ye dare not say unjust. 

SCENK III. ACT II. 

Enter H, E and Kingdom. 
"Re-Enter Empire a7id Republic. 

H. E, to your honor; what Republic is this ? 

O, where am I ? Am I betwixt two heavens ? 

I am drench'd in golden free lakes, that's no miss, 

My cure in crimson, be under stroke of seven. 

E. Thou warrant, the world's comforter of late, 

Your impression yields to things character'd great. 

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DRAMATIC POEMS 

H. My dear friend , I pardon no love I crave of thee 

E. Say; no discontent, didst thou e'er bequeath to me. 

H. My will, my heart, my hand still much of thee I 
crave 
Under myrtle contented shade, courage I brave. 

Emp. There is many doubts in thee, I shall thus conclude. 

H. Let all thy doubts and wants in thee, be thus 
renew 'd. 

Rep. This is my land, my acres, my fortune of miles. 

King. Yea; no remote S or D, thee didst e'er beguile. 

Rep. All my fondest, latest wants in thee, lie devote. 

King. Ah! in thee, my faintest, latest doubts, be remote. 

Rep. Still some later age, thus have sent my courage trail. 

Khig. Thou the rose, thus blooming in my heart and in 
dale. 

Rep. Scarce, my visage hide in garrets of idle thoughts. 

King. Child, thou art the brightest rose, blooming ou 
my thoughts. 

^ep. Night and day, I shall gladly verse, and muse on 
your most noble chart 

King, I'm the love, thou art the gate, thus swaying on 
the hinge of my heait. 

Rep. Down the cold current, dark and pensive I row, 
hard to the windward. 

King. East ; south east, ye contend, right and left, ye 
twist the helm of your oar. 

Rep. Hard I scull, though much coutent'd I cherish 
many ilreanis unheard, 

King. Fretless, painless, ye can weather the sea, and scent 
the other shore. 



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POEMS 



On the Presidents of this Republic from 
the First to this Present Day. 



Our President's on the Grand Union Lake, 
Typed with electric stars of fieedoin, 

Was rear'd for our independence sake, 
Those brave banners of our kindgom. 

Not revolts, nor the hysterical tone, 

Delays the intellectual organ, 
Of our independent stars alone. 

The brave of our republic bargain . 

Wars are over. United Victory won, 
Stripes of independence shall ever wave. 

With a cry brave contented boys fight on, 
Curfew calls thee home to father's brave. 

Where's the star of freedom which cannot dim. 
And the eye that cannot roll in vain ? 

The throne of this republic is for him, 
Whose name and honor shall ever reign. 

The light of success, yet, lies still and free, 
Built of bright gold, from undulations brave. 

That through blood did march for sweet liberty, 
Determined our home and nation save. 



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ACROSTICS. 

On Fairmount Park, Philadelphia. 

X. 

pAIR oaks, on thee my thoughts doth run, 

A ND natural rocks *round me bend. 

I ' VE spent with thee many contented winters, 

DOLLING thus to me ; spring, summer and autumn. 

JUjORNING'S summer mounted steeds 

QN strangers heave their merry wreathes. 

fljNFORTUNATE delightful measures 

By INE times the fouler on his breathless bosom. 

TENDERING my safety, then for me. 

OAVE the walks to overseen towers. 

A S yet, I can learn to survey those 

OUSTIC ravines on the flaming orb of mine eye 

L^INDLE, I must beg of thee, those fires burning in me. 

On William Shakespeare, the greatest Dramatic 
Poet, born at Stratford, England, April 2^, 1^64. 

XXVII. 

%AlE esteem thy works, thou art the greatest heir of fame. 
I read thy brilliant deep thoughts, and try to explain 

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ACROSTICS. 

I ENGTH of days reap for thee, fountains of memory. 

I EAVING my heart, thus on the boom of liberty. 

I love the tide of deep chemicals, flowing from thee. 

AND those sweet mental roses, thus blooming in lea. 

IIIIIDDLEDOOM flight, stole upon thee, the dead of 
■''' night. 



Ol^EEP, O thou noble fame, those silent mortal eyes, 

I API 

lieht 



LlAPPY stars of fame, their golden beams lend much 



A VATLETH those bones, beneath hungry wolves boding 

^^ cries 

I^EY our hearts, with lambs of brilliant thoughts, pure 

■^ and still. 

pXPIRED in me not, many wants I crave to drill. 

SADLY toss'd between gloom and dread, thus on the 
hill 
pAEE, I'm gently toss'd on the wing of grief and gloom. 

pYES of youth, roll and burn, on temper's spacy room. 

ANOTHER tone, sweetly bewitch'd the honest brow, 

DINGING the cold flint of death, on our tender vow. 

pVE'S gloom, silent and still, doth mourn that noble 
"" brow- 



On John Milton, the great Poet of England. 

XVIII. 

lUST a word, great Milton, my dear sir. 
^%FT I brace that tombs carriage mourn, not to shir 

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ACROSTICS. 

LJ AVE found that sweet verse, Paradise Lost ; 
■klUMBER'D its words on my bosom toss'd. 

lUI EMORY shades the cold sleeping eye. 
ISLES melt into grief, where those bones lie. 
I EAD my thoughts to graze that noble dust. 
"jTHOU brilliant star, continue thou must 
^NVER golden lamps of fame, revolve 
|L| ATURAL ; thou great, cannot thus dissolve. 



On the greatest American Poet, 
Henry W. Longfellow. 

XXIX. 

LlENRY ! my dear sir, on the carriage of fame 

pVERY noble bard, I see, thus speeding with thy 

name. 
j^ATIONS, no doubt, love thy thoughts of fountains 
■^ great 
OOLLING thus to me, on the current of late. 

Y^T, confronts the world of esteem 'd literature. 

lilfE cannot feed on noble currents truer. 
AN eye to the mystic tube of fiery ranks 
QETERMINED to mourn those solitary banks 
OHIFT on me, the period of flight I esteem. 

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ACROSTICS 

^\DSWORTH, the center of forty numbers beam. 
/^VER-turn'd patients on yonder hanging face 
DEAPS sweet blooming deeds, from many a chosen race 
■PHOU star of seven seas, the sweet flowing verb, 
IJANGING on the hinge of fame, the golden word 

I ET my verse now call upon thy gentle grace, 

/%F such as wonders over the bar I trace. 

IWIOW lean penury within the pen doth dwell. 

/^ENEKAL subjects breed thus in the nataral dell. 

pOR myself I can see modest arrows keen, 

pVER blooming roses wither not, yet unseen 

I END thou; O, I pray those guides of youth to mourn, 

I EARN'D in the sweet noun of patients we have borne 

£^N that tomb, thy thoughs flow into numbers great 

lAiHO are owls, untrained, it's literature they hate. 



On the United States of America. 

XXVI. 

■ INITED thorns from muddy fountains bloom not. 
■kllNETY times I note thy fame of noble stars. 
I must boast on our great marksmen's target lot. 
THUS feed on our noble loyal national bars, 

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pNRICH all great nations of worthy powers. 
r% ANGEROUS battle ships to any foreign flag. 

OAlIyS under stars and stripes, which shakes foreign 

bowers. 
THEIR merit respect that patriotic rag 

ALL thoughts discontent 'u on zealous limbs, 

TPAUNT'D with some jewels of a ghastly night. 

pCHOES of narrow seas, in the lea-way trims. 

OILVERoars lie bent, toiling for truth and light, 

QNLY welcome worthy lords on this soil. 
pEED on cultivated deeds, of thee I boast, 

j^OT me; other men, serve the unworthy duke, 
QBEY the law, learn ye, from the book of Luke 
IP^EAP thus, historical remembrance toil, 
"|"HEN turn, thus review the flag, I love the most. 
■ ■AVE I yet in thee, ten thousand errors note? 

AND all my love, is now mortgaged for thee. 
JURY wishes borrow hope, on thy bosom mote, 
P VER typed on the dial of my memory. 
p EJOICE in thy tender, the base touches prone 
I see stars and stripes motion another tone, 
^ALLING to arms, its noble type of the brave 
AND protects freedom, our fathers died to save. 

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XXXV. 

On the Life of the Hon. Jay Gould, 

Among the Greatest and Most Honorable of our Great American 
Financiers, New York City, N. Y. 

■UST character, not in the rear of affection, 
AS I see ; but at the front of recollection. 
VIELD financiers to those natural gifts on us beam. 

QREATNESS, thee ; thou highest honor, fountains of 

^^ esteem. 

^VER grades, the cold roaring steel of many a rod. 

IJNEARTH thy skill, the noble gift o'er many a sod. 

I BANS on our rapid motion, this busy world, 

DELIGHTFUL measures of thy skill, have on us 
furl'd. 

XXXVI. 

On the Death of the Hon. Jay Gould. 

JUST sad, from many dear friends thou hast pass'd 
away. 

ARE most select; bright rose, but now thou doth 

^^ decay. 

yOUTHFUL ornaments on fountains of skill, once 

' bloom 'd. 

/^RACEFULY plowing, furrows of fame on thy tomb. 

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^\UR morn and eve bloom, for love on thee, is not dead. 

■ JNDER wings pensive, the sport of twilight is fled 

I KT reason rule mortal thoughts, as once did this head. 

■DESTROY our pleasent dreams not, of this noble 
^ dead. 



XXXVII. 

On the Family of Vanderbilts. 

The Great American Financiers of New York City, N. Y. 

pAIREST roses crescent, alone grows not, 
A RE thy necessaries embark 'd then forgot. 
1^ ARRETS of stock, be the temple of wealth. 
INTERNATIONAL skill thus breeding on health. 
I AY down on us the noble price of fame. 
YIELD still, within the circuit of thy name. 

QATHS of worthy masters feed on thee. 
pAITH much gain'd, shall cure all disgrace in me. 

WENTURE thus, on rhetoric vapour vow. 

A IR in me is breath, breath is vapour now. 

■UjECKED ; much without doubt, my thoughts doth 

■™ seem 

QOMICILE walls retrieve, on many doubts, thus dream 



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pLUCIDATE the knowledge mark in thee. 
DUMINANT, herds, thus lowing o'er the lea. 
giBLIOLATRY, thy homage speed, thus run. 
jNCIPIENCY to all, marks the free way. 
■ ET reason worthy of rule mark the day. 
1"ENDER pipes of shepherds, doth sound the deal. 
gCARCE without grace, could I in faith kneel. 



XXXVIII. 

On the Central Park of New York City. 

^HRIST hath said, O virtue without love, I grace no 
merit in thee. 

PVII^ pleasures maik no steps in thee, faith yet thrives 
on charity 

KIOON-TIDE shades dawn the evening sport, without 
^ content is dead- 

THEN our radiant meetings on the merry plains, with- 
out hope is fled. 

DOCKS of silver fountains, within the coral belt of 
honor. 

ANSWER me ; I beg of thee, I breathe the sweet scent 

^* of a star. 

I AID in green, of many summers deep, O how I love 

^ thee, sweet bud. 

QARDON me, I flatter thee, not, for thy roses charm 

■ the amber stud, 

A H ! on thee, I'll measure my heart, and my thoughts 

'^ on memory. 

DEAP thou the sweet scent of youth, in my heart it 

■• beams much liberty. 



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I^INDI^E not familiar fires, bat feed his flames with 
welcoin'd fuel. 

QN the plains our merry meetings shall be, there I'll 
prose no duel. 

pEED not ou false desire, nor on hope false, thus with- 
out hope, leave me not. 

^EVER so rich and gaudy, was there a park, nor more 

fancy got. 
gVERY brave capital of the heart, so justly stain'd ye 

adore 
%A/HY do we not, kiss the keen fatal knife, his treachery 
^* on us bore. 

YOUTH may throw his shallow habits into policy 

dreams. 
QF no idea to survey nor resurvey, those sweet fountain 
^^ realms 

DOSES in thee, grieve not, nor thorns grow by sweet 
■■ merry lakes, thus appears. 

I^EEP in reserve, still the welcome custom, in porches of 
'^ natural piers 

^ENTRAL love most delightful to many hearts, which 

^^ thus love thee dearly. 

I cannot blame those pipes their sweet golden sound of 

notes so clearly 
THOU art the star of memory, delightful stories in thee 

* breed, 

WEW shade merry seekers, in ravines, there by ivy 

■ fountains feed. 



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XLIV. 

ACROSTIC DRAMATIC POEM 

On the Famous American Yacht Reliance. 
SCENE I. ACT I. 

Sir Thomas the First, Reliance II., Shamrock III., 
Shamrock's Crew IV. 

Reliance at her post. Enter to her Shamrock. 

//. THERE is much space in me, I gladly muse on 

■ thee, 

HOW pure I cannot tell, O sweet Shamrock the 
third. 
P XERT ye much, ah ! still contend astern; I see. 

OOLD ye to tbe win ward stand, still of it; I've 

^ word. 

pYE me if ye wish, the cup on this side will staj^, 

AH ! from European waters to American tide, 

IJP at once, come and spread your mainsail at 

^^ my side. 

THAT in good grace, ye and I may drift down the 

■ bay. 

■ have something sweet, to thee, I would love to 
tell, 
pONDIyY I tell thee, back home return, and there 
■ stay. 

UP with sails, be off ; ye'll chandles me no more, 
v.x^ Nay. 

//. I OW in tones, I hear the European commander 
•- yell. 



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Sir. yE have word, break-anchor, let us back home 

' return. 

^^'' A^ ■ ^^^' '^^°°^^^' ^°"'y °o^ ^^ I> that to learn. 

OAN'T you little model sail. Yea, too much for us 
Sir. ^^ ' 

IJOIST sails, break-anchor boys, let us be ofl, 
we're whipp'd. 
/v. TTRUE it be, Sir Thomas, sorry am I for us. 

^•^- DOUND I turn, to accompany the fame I tripp'd, 

gVER sorry am I for thee, Shamrock the third. 

I^ET me quoth he, who at the helm, thee betray 'd, 

///. I know my loss is through he, and many races 

delay 'd 
//. AH! I'm sorry for thee, my dear Shamrock the 

"^ Third, 

j^OT in my rigging 1*11 sway your noble courage, 

fJENTER'D thus in my heart, much grace of your 

steerage, 
pVER I'll love your noble heroic courage. 

On the City of Camden N. J. 

XXXIII. 

QAN I, on thoughts of a traitorous gift, 
A ND no wit, set a side that to drift. 
^Y will is thine, thou most virtuous queen, 
1^ AUGHTERS of thee, they in marriage seem. 

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pNVY not, sweet belles of other towns. 
jU ATURA.L, I hear the low ring of hounds. 

jjLlEEDLING inhem'd nerves, in yon valley, 

lUSTICE, thus through their veins doth rally. 



On the State of New Jersey. 

XXI. 

j^ BARER the sea, our pleasure take delight. 
pRRATIC heroic natural, long thy coast, 
UllARBLE thus, before the stage of delight. 

I ASPER the visage of dreams I love the most, 
P ASTERN wives and beautiful dames by the sea. 
DADICALLY, locks and crook'd curies know thee. 
ClNGIyE content 'd damsels claim no earless pride, 
pXONORATlON, crystal thus their amber guide. 
Y^UTH in noble caves of his sweet summer's birth. 

eCARCE they sight not, the beautiful American coast 
•TTHEN and there they bathe in that delightful surf. 

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ASK me of the inos, and of their mighty host. 
THIS I tell, no foreign shore can equal ours. 
pMPIRES, kingdoms, tell of thy noted towers. 



On the State of Maine 

XXX. 



OINCE knowledge of thee, thus speeding on desire, I'm 

determined 
TO pain thee not, nor strangers of thee with a haunt d 
■ serment, 

AS I gaze on stars over the sea, involuntarily move, 

THAT to speed with the current, thus ebbing on esteem 
to soothe. 

EVERY dove of thy golden age, have many a tale to 
tell. 

<rvF critics, which patrol thy coast of beauty, and then 
^^ through dell. 

pAI REST roses there bloom by the sea, and on those 
mountains fame. 

IWIODENA of forty worlds, thy tender breeding art the 

"■ same. 

AND of many other states, I have in verse, as well as 

'^ thee. 

I cannot in pain, prose or rhyme, those gorgeous rocks 

" by the sea. 

Ik| ARROW flows of boisterous seas, coast the bars of 

'^ foreign love. 

pVENING gaze toss'd between desire and dread in 

^ lea above. 

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On the Liberty Bell of Philadelphia 

United States of North America 

XLI. 

I ABURNUM, within thy gates, small and tender, but 

^ sweet and gorgeous. 

IDEALIZE, I do; thy tongue, the heroic knell canorious 

OUT to my heart is love, when I dream of thee, sweet 
^ liberty. 

P VENING stories, and sweet news of independent morn , 
^' delight thee. 

DOSE thou didst, from tears and bondage, to lead the 
■• life of living fame. 

*T"HAT; not to mourn the loss of victory, and blood ot 
foreign game. 

YET, how clamorous American heroes be, in midst of 
battle. 

DACK, they see no loss, more brave, louder American 

guns rattle. 
P VER living stars and stripes, their cheerful smiles, to 
^' our aid doth lend. 

I ORD is love, the foundation of liberty, be his word, 
^ thus blend. 

I AY deep in our hearts, thou star of the brave, which 
^ did our bondage send. 



On the National Capital of the 

United States of N. A. 
xui. 

WwITHIN the boundaries of that law-making body 
AH ! who can remorse, or with crime embellish. 
O AY ; no wonder that impenetrable body. 
LjAVE; and yet, is built of grace, the brave relish. 

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I see beaming on victory's satiety. 

■LlATIONAL stars, on our noble banners of the brave. 

QATHERING there yet, virtue's grace, and society 

Tons of power, be the beauty of architrave. 

^^F its chief, I cannot, too much virtue grace. 

Rational in us, thou star of this noble race. 

QID not our father's blood, survey this noble track, 

^HARGED, set us free, twenty-seven, one hundred 
years back ? 



xvri. 

On the City of Cambridge, Md. 

fJONQUEROR of the brave, weigh thy richly tons, 
A ND measure justice, yet not freely gone. 
jUlERRY dreams, thus colleagued with delightful runs, 
OACK to thee, justice flows, thus surrendering on. 
DEAP the pure fame of wealth, his products richly 
IN deep thinking furrows, advance supress crime. 
r\ ANGER types the innocent in narrow locks, 
QENTLY to ages dark, full of blood and time, 
pVER supress the dark pain, which cannot rime. 

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On the City of Philadelphia. Pa. 

XI. 

pRAISE ye the fountain of fame, 

U EAL thus every mortal spray. 

I see brave political deeds, 

I I FT the victorious veil, 

A ND breed on us prosperity, 

[DEFEND the polish'd yoke of industry, 

P VERY pure orb on his mortal base, 

I lES within boundaries they survey. 

P ASSIGN ATE pilgrims gently flee, 

LIEAPING up desire on their last content'd flight. 

I shall esteem the wind and tide of fortune, 

AT the fountain of dreams flowing thus. 

On the State of Pennsylvania 

XII. 

pURE desire on thee, breeds but mortal taste, 
P ARLS thus mounted on safety steeds, 
MOT to me they bloom; for I am but dust, 
MOTHING I say on thy track breeds disgrace on thee, 
OAY, we must hate the idle moments on us beam, 

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^OKE together content 'd roses thus blooming on our 

■ stay 

I EAVE us not I tenderly beg, to the world's pity. 

%#OLUNT AIRLY import'd strangers move thus, 
AND record those rapid ages pounding on natural rocks, 
IWjEARER to us, on our bosom gently rebound. 
I see contention in flourishing mines, inclined to bloom, 
AT one stroke of arbitration, it declines and withers. 

On the Town of Denton, Md. 

r\ELIGHTFUL shores measure my dreams which run 
pVER breeding thus, on the mortal son. 
l^ATURE doth excavate where fountains beam, 

■irHREATENING veins breed thus, a cold merry 

■ stream. 

/^N banks of health, there's many a happy star, 

KlOW on us, ever seals his worthy bar. 

On the State of Maine 

XLV. 

lUlAKE thyself a glorious sunbeam, 

A ND the light of peace, on the rock of danger, 

IN passionate seas, on boisterous lakes, 

■LlINETY times the tireless gull winds his free way to 

■^ thee, 

pVERY noble minute thus speeding, I crave to recall. 

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